All For One made his intentions clear—his only objective was Allen's Quirk.
It hadn't been long since his last attack, in which he lost many villains who had worked for him. After such a great loss, anyone would expect him not to strike again so soon... and yet, here he was.
Risking the loss of his strongest subordinates, just as he once lost them to All Might. And all of this for his obsession, his desire, his hunger for power.
His figure was terrifying—a man wrapped in multiple layers of intertwined powers, a genetic aberration.
"You have to run!" Nemuri shouted from one corner with Toru and Ochako.
She prepared herself to buy him time. She obviously knew the price would be her life, but she didn't hesitate.
In response, Allen raised his hand toward Nemuri, stopping her from intervening, and looked at All For One, who smiled as his empty eyes stared at Allen as if he were prey.
"What a pitiful man..." Allen mocked.
"Pitiful? Me?" All For One opened his eyes slightly. It was true that Allen was abnormal—that much he had already accepted—but he didn't understand what drove him.
In this world, those who felt no fear toward someone like All For One could be counted on one hand. Beyond that, in all his life, no one had ever mocked him to his face.
The three girls—especially Nemuri—were stunned, because what Allen was doing, in plain sight of everyone, was the equivalent of an ordinary person kicking a lion in the balls.
"What are you doing?!"
Nemuri's chest rose and fell rapidly. She thought Allen was trying to buy time by talking, but contrary to her expectations, he began provoking All For One.
Ochako wore a complicated expression. "I'll never understand how Allen can do something like that when we can barely stay standing in front of him."
"Allen is from another world... hehe," Toru laughed awkwardly.
"When will you be satisfied?"
"..."
"You go everywhere stealing Quirks, one after another. You claim to want to change society, yet here you are risking everything for your own personal benefit. Just admit it—you're addicted to power. It doesn't matter if you steal All Might's Quirk or even mine, you'll never be satisfied..."
The smile on All For One's face slowly turned into indifference, and his expression reflected the kind of person he was—a sociopath devoid of empathy.
There were no more doubts. Allen raised his hand to chest level, wearing a half-smile full of confidence. Above his hand, fragments of light slowly formed into a card.
"This template is special... and I saved it for you."
"I see..." All For One replied coldly. He immediately raised his hand and fired a dark sphere.
The attack exploded, shaking the arena. Just like in his previous battle, the destructive power of that Quirk could not be underestimated.
"Allen!" Nemuri shouted.
The three girls were worried. Nemuri looked at All For One with hatred and prepared to confront him, but Allen's voice stopped her.
"I'm fine."
The three girls turned toward the settling dust.
All For One narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected to kill Allen, but he had the faint sensation that Allen hadn't even bothered to dodge his attack.
"...?"
The dust cleared, and Allen became visible once more. However, there were some changes in him.
First of all, his musculature. While Allen was not skinny and always had a well-sculpted body that gave off an athletic impression rather than a bulky one, this time it was different.
His muscles had grown, becoming more defined beneath his clothes. But there was another, stranger change—one that even All For One couldn't ignore.
"A tail?!" Toru exclaimed.
Nemuri and Ochako were stunned. It wasn't part of a costume—it was clearly moving.
Allen looked at his hands, opening and closing them. Then he glanced at his new tail, which moved at his will.
....
Gwen – I knew it. Sooner or later, it was going to happen.
MJ – Ah... hahaha.
McDragon – Oh shit!
PercyJ – Is this some damn joke?!
Erza – What's going on?
Rias – I'd like some context.
Orihime – It's cute~
Starfire – I want to touch it~
Harley – Daddy, what does it feel like to have a tail?"
"Unexpectedly, it doesn't feel strange. It's as if it had always been there, and I can move it as naturally as an arm or a leg."
Albedo – Hehe ❤️~
Saeko – You thought of something perverted, didn't you?
For those who knew the identity of Allen's template, there were different reactions—some amused, others astonished. However, others were confused, and one in particular did not find it pleasant at all.
Beerus – Of all the life forms available, you chose that savage and barbaric race. Is this a provocation?
Whis – Calm down, Beerus-sama. I'm sure he didn't mean offend you... But I'm intrigued. Why that race?
Beerus – Just looking at him irritates me. I should go destroy that planet myself instead of leaving it to Frieza!
Upon seeing Beerus and Whis's comments, Allen realized they were still far back in the past he knew.
....
"Haha..." Allen laughed.
All For One felt uneasy. That extravagant appearance put him completely on guard against whatever Allen might be planning. He even refrained from taking the initiative to attack.
"Allen—"
All For One's words were cut short. He looked down.
There was Allen.
"Wh-!!?"
Allen's fist buried in his abdomen.
"What's wrong?" Allen smiled as his eyes lit up with a desire for battle. "Are you still waiting for an invitation? Let's fight!"
All For One staggered back three steps before clutching his stomach. Unable to stop himself, he vomited. His body felt weak; his legs lost strength. He had been hurt—badly hurt—by what seemed like a single casual punch.
"You!"
All For One activated his regeneration Quirk while stacking multiple Quirks onto his body.
"Strengthening, Fortitude, Muscle Augmentation, Rivets, Physical Amplification, Hardening!..."
One by one, the Quirks overlapped, and gradually All For One recovered from the damage, regaining his cold composure.
"That's why you're pitiful..." Allen mocked again.
"Damn you!"
All For One's power exploded. Using teleportation, he appeared behind Allen, his fist distorted from the accumulation of Quirks, ready to strike.
Allen didn't even turn around. He took a step back and drove his elbow into All For One's abdomen once more.
"Ah!" All For One fell to the ground, this time on his knees. His previously indifferent eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging across his face.
He lifted his gaze, full of malice, only to meet Allen's eyes. Standing tall, Allen seemed to be looking down on him.
Allen didn't let him speak before kicking him in the face, shattering all his teeth. The blow caused a thunderous crash before sending him flying.
Before All For One could slam into the metal wall—because he would obviously break through it and crash into the stands—Allen appeared and stopped him, grabbing him by the head.
"Urgh..."
"Sorry, but the space is limited. I'll have to keep you contained here," Allen laughed before slamming All For One into the arena floor. The mere action created a crater and cracks that spread everywhere except where Nemuri, Toru, and Ochako stood.
If anyone outside could see Allen treating All For One like this, their eyes would pop out of their sockets. Even the witnesses present couldn't comprehend what they were seeing.
"That's enough!" All For One appeared again. "I admit I underestimated you. I admit I thought that without All Might I could take your power. Allen, I acknowledge you as my enemy... BUT!"
As All For One spoke, the number of Quirks in his body increased. It was unbelievable that he could withstand such an amalgamation of different powers without exploding.
"Kinetic Booster, Brawn Boost, Impulse Amplifier, Herculean Strength, Abnormal Reflexes, Iron Bones, Damage Reflection, Shock Absorption, Infinite Acceleration, Spearlike Bones, Springlike Limbs, Hypertrophy, Launch Speed, Dark Enhancement, Strength x50, Speed x40, Endurance x60... PoWer x100!"
An overwhelming pressure burst forth from All For One, yet Allen remained calm.
He raised one hand just as All For One had done before, and a blue sphere of energy appeared. Without warning, without hesitation, Allen released the sphere, and it accelerated through the air.
"Are you holding back?!"
From All For One's body emerged multiple bone spears, black needles, lightning bolts, attacks of fire, ice, darkness, slashing attacks, metal constructs, energy blasts—an aberration, the result of someone blinded by ambition.
All those powers collided with the seemingly insignificant energy sphere. At the moment of impact, it expanded thousands of times over, creating a massive sphere that swallowed every single one of All For One's attacks and did not stop growing until it reached him.
"What?! Ahhhhh!"
Before the sphere could reach the girls—who had flinched in fear—it began to shrink until it vanished completely. There was no trace left of All For One's attacks, only an enormous crater that covered nearly the entire arena and sank ten meters into the ground. Of course, this was the minimum damage thanks to Allen's control over his own power.
"Impossible..." Ochako gasped in disbelief.
"..." Toru was unable to utter a single word.
"Allen... you..." Nemuri, for her part, whispered as she watched the figure standing in the sky. He maintained a faint smile while his tail swayed lightly.
"Ah... damn it... this... how..."
All For One stood at the center of that crater, barely upright. He was missing an arm and half his torso. His face was burned; he no longer had eyes or hair. Even so, he was conscious and could see thanks to his many Quirks.
His regeneration activated, restoring his body at a visible speed. However, that did not make him feel any better. He had used a vast number of Quirks. He had attacked with power that would have overwhelmed All Might at his peak. So why? Why had he ended up like this from a single attack by Allen?!
As for Allen, he was also confused. He had attacked somewhat seriously, yet All For One was still alive. It wasn't that he wanted to kill him, but he hadn't expected him to survive that either.
"Don't tell me this template has restrictions too."
It had happened to Allen before with X's template—he hadn't been able to use it to its full potential to avoid unbalancing the world.
[Host, it's complicated... you see—]
Lucifer – I'll explain!
"Lucifer? Is it my imagination, or do you sound irritated?" Allen raised an eyebrow.
Lucifer – I am. Part of the deal is that it falls to me to regulate the balance of templates that are too unfair. However, the power system of that world is disgusting!
Beerus – What do you mean?!
Lucifer – Shut up, purple cat!
Beerus – What did you say?!"
Whis – Beerus-sama, fighting him is like facing Zeno-sama and the Grand Priest at the same time.
Beerus – HUH!!?
Lucifer – Simply put, nothing makes sense. Three hundred units can destroy the moon, yet there are people with trillions of units who unleash attacks that at most destroy a mountain. There's no consistency between power and effect. So I got tired of it and removed the entire power system tied to your template to create a new one. Let's start simple—if you want to destroy a city, a small one, you need at least ten thousand power. Period. I don't want to think about it anymore.
"I see... and what's my current level?"
[Well...]
Lucifer – Who cares? Just do what Saiyans do—transform or something. I'm going to sleep.
Allen was left speechless. Not just him—the rest of the chat was as well. It was the first time they had seen Lucifer lose his composure. It must have given him a migraine trying to make sense of the exorbitant numbers used to measure ki, only for them to lose meaning when applied in practice.
Allen shook his head, then looked at All For One. He had already fully regenerated. Although he had lost part of his suit, his eyes and hair had returned.
"I'm really not that angry... I doubt I can transform... Also, what if I'm just an ordinary Saiyan?"
Allen moved his tail. In case it hadn't been clear by now, at this point Allen was a Saiyan. That's right—a Saiyan from Dragon Ball.
[ What are you saying, Host? Have you forgotten all the generic enhancements you possess that brought the specimen known as human close to perfection?]
"And what about it?"
[ Those enhancements are not tied to your race—they're tied to you.]
"...!"
That's right. Allen wasn't an ordinary human. Even without powers, he possessed abilities beyond human limits, all thanks to the fragments of destiny he had absorbed throughout his journey. This meant that even if Allen changed races, those enhancements would apply to his new body.
Allen looked at his hand. Thanks to Lucifer, his ki now had a more consistent and logical structure. But what about himself as a Saiyan?
Had the generic enhancements made him as talented as a hybrid? Or had they elevated him directly to a Legendary Saiyan?
Allen thought for a moment and decided to try. He clenched his fists, tensed his muscles, furrowed his brow, and tried to summon whatever "anger" he could.
"What is he doing?!" All For One, having restored his body to peak condition, was confused.
Allen had not taken advantage of attacking him earlier. Instead, he had seemed lost in thought.
"Impossible..." Allen realized that giving in to anger wasn't something that defined him. Beyond that, he had gone through so much that asking him to lose control was unrealistic.
"But..."
Suddenly, Allen closed his eyes.
And then it happened...
All For One felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes widened, his scalp tingled.
"What is this feeling?"
Without understanding why, All For One looked at his hands and noticed they were trembling. A drop of cold sweat ran down his cheek.
"I... am I afraid?"
All For One felt indignant, humiliated, and trampled. This disgusting feeling had to disappear, and the only way was by killing Allen.
"ALLEN WALKER!"
The man with 1,728 Quirks—a monster who had ruined countless lives over more than a century in this world.
That man lost his composure to this extent, all because of a young man who wasn't even an adult yet.
"...!"
All For One froze.
The ground began to tremble. The sky did the same. Beyond that, he started to feel an enormous pressure coming from Allen—one that left him breathless.
A brilliant aura began to envelop Allen. For a moment, his hair tried to turn golden, then red. It passed through several shades, but at the last instant, it returned to its original color.
No scream. No rage. No loss of control...
The moment Allen opened his eyes, he had reached something difficult to define as a transformation, state, or form. That with absolute calm and perfect control over his ki, without the slightest overflow. Beyond that, his eyes reflected dignity, pride, and... heart.
....
Beerus nearly stumbled when he saw Allen's appearance.
"Brat... you..."
"My, this is... unexpected. Is it the ultra instinct? ... No..." Whis dropped the playful tone, his expression serious as his eyes analyzed Allen's gaze. "What a beautiful Super Saiyan."
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A/N: After eight hundred chapters and two million words, it finally happened.
The only question is: Is Allen a worthy Saiyan?🍷🗿
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