8 Chapter 8

(A/N: Honestly though about remaking this entire story, but I'll just see if I can make it better, if not… Well sorry for all cringe you have dealt with and most likely will in the future. And yes, I went through many drafts before going with this one, not too sure how to feel about it. 🥲)

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Overload. It was a quirk phenomenon that luckily didn't happen too often but it would in some very unfortunate cases. Now what exactly was it? Well it was when a person's body couldn't handle the strength of their own quirk, leading to many damages both out and in the body of the unfortunate person, now it was speculated that eventually this would happen on a large scale with future generations.

Now what would happen if multiple destructive quirks were loaded into a body that didn't have a way to handle them? They body would break down, unable to handle the strain of so many quirks and… detonate. Those unlucky enough to have this happen to them were mostly innocents who had quirks put into their body by ####.

So what if that same phenomenon happened but in a person's mind? Well you would get the same result, the mind shutting down and ultimately detonating from the strain. I pray for those who had to sadly experience a death that painful.

— Dr. Sakuto Amiya: [The Danger of Quirks: Volume 1]

<Tadano >

I felt my consciousness fade as I was brought into what could only resemble a dark void, I stood on solid ground yet there was nothing around me, well nothing except 7 figures, all looking at me as I suddenly felt restrained, looking down to see black tendrils keeping me in place, each coming out from the fingers of the buffest man, the fifth user if I remembered correctly.

Though there was no time to wonder about who was exactly who, I let out a yell as I struggled to use any quirk, surprising me before I heard a woman's voice.

"That won't work in here… Now I don't know why you're doing this but if you stop now-" I didn't listen to her words anymore as I was able to just barely get out a torrent of flames from the left side of my body, burning the whips away, surprising the woman and the other figures as I pulled out the katana from my inventory and thought to myself.

'Moon Breathing Fifth Form: Moon Spirit Calamitous Eddy!' I swung multiple times, the slashes curving alongside each other, making an effective vortex of crescent blades as I began to load many different powerful quirks into my arm, now able to do so after I broke the previous users concentration. I felt my arm bulge and increase in muscle mass in an almost grotesque way, though I didn't even look at it as I heard many sounds around me before I slammed my fist onto the ground.

Pain.

An incredibly pained yell ran out, one that I could recognize as being Izuku's as I had remembered the protagonist's voice.

After the first yell came more as I continued slamming my fist onto the ground before feeling myself be restrained once again, yet it was too late as the darkness all around seemed to crumble as I felt moonlight enter my vision once again.

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Opening my eyes, I suddenly jumped back and looked around, seeing the normal world as I looked to the ground to see a horrific sight, Izuku Midoriya, the protagonist was laying on the ground, blood trickling from his ears as his eyes were blank, the veins in his face bulging out as his head suddenly…

*Pop*

Bile built in my throat, seeing the sight made me hunch over and spit it all out, coughing as I spoke out.

"What the fuck.. What did I just do?" Even asking myself was dumb, I already knew, I overloaded his brain by using all those quirks, effectively frying his mind and this was the result. The sight of his head exploding.. Now that I focused even slightly I could feel something coating my face, making me reach up, wiping it off to see a black substance, it was his blood.. and for whatever reason it was black.

A screen appearing in front of me was what made me focus on something else as I read the text.

[Those alligned with {True Good} are appalee at the actions of the host]

The message read, making me dryly speak. "The hell… What kind of shit is this?" I found myself cursing frequently right now, unable to hold back my words as I felt sick yet, using the katana as a cane, pushed myself up before seeing the blade break, making me click my tongue before wiping my mouth and face, getting rid of the remaining black blood.

'I'll think about the message later.. just get me the hell away from her..' I thought to myself before a portal appeared under my feet, letting me sink through as I appeared in the place I first started from, the alley providing a weird sense of comfort for whatever reason as I slumped down against a wall, looking up at the sky as it began to rain.

"How nice.." *I muttered, feeling the rain pour particularly hard on me for whatever reason as I closed my eyes. "I can't.. just not now…"

"I shouldn't have gone for that quirk… What the hell have I done?"

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(A/N: Weird? Maybe cringe? Well too bad, I'm sticking with it. The idea came to me after a few rewrites and I decided to go with this.

Now you can critique me, I won't stop you, honestly I understand entirely. But I did this in a thought that it was more realistic. The protagonist has lived not even a full day (yeah I made these missions almost immediately after each other) with the system, and in a moment of oversight he has just killed a person in a horrible way, accident or not, it's crazy.

He is still human, obviously he is an idiot as well and is gonna have oversights, moments of poor judgement where there will be consequences, this is that consequence.

Again I understand any hate or cringe toward this but once again, don't care. It's my story and if you really don't like it go read any number of much better stories than what I'm making. There are a lot of incredible stories on this app.

Sorry for taking so damn long, but I am gonna try making this story actually, you know, good)