In the depths of a hidden sanctuary, Zen Shigaraki, the malevolent entity known as All For One, sat enthroned upon a mechanized chair. An intricate network of tubes snaked around his withered frame, feeding him a life-sustaining cocktail of nutrients and medications. The apparatus was a constant reminder of his grievous injuries, inflicted by the Symbol of Peace, All Might, during their climactic showdown.
Despite his physical limitations, All For One's mind remained as sharp and calculating as ever. His gaze was fixed upon a bank of monitors displaying footage of the recent incident at the U.A. Sports Festival. The chaos, the destruction, the sheer audacity of the attack—it all played across the screens like a macabre symphony.
Interesting, he mused, his voice a low rasp that echoed through the chamber. Who could have orchestrated such a thing?
The U.A. Sports Festival was a cornerstone of hero society, a highly publicized event where the next generation of heroes showcased their Quirks and potential. It was a gathering of immense power, attracting Pro Heroes from across the nation. Any villain attempting to disrupt the festival would face overwhelming opposition, swiftly crushed beneath the combined might of the hero establishment. Yet, someone had managed to bypass these defenses with ease, unleashing a wave of destruction that shook the very foundations of U.A. High.
All For One watched the footage again, analyzing the movements of the strange creatures that had wreaked havoc upon the stadium. These monsters, dubbed Inves by the media, were unlike anything he had encountered before. Their ferocity and adaptability were reminiscent of his own creations, the Nomu, but they possessed a certain… unnaturalness that intrigued him.
The Inves were clearly not the product of Quirk manipulation. Their origins and abilities defied conventional understanding, suggesting a power source entirely separate from the Quirk-based world he knew. They had emerged from rifts in space, seemingly summoned from another dimension.
These creatures… they are comparable to my Nomu, All For One admitted to himself, his mind racing with possibilities. But where did they come from? Who controls them?
The questions consumed him. All For One prided himself on his knowledge of Quirks, his ability to exploit and manipulate them to his advantage. But the Inves represented a blind spot, a gap in his understanding of the world's power dynamics.
The man behind the chaos, who orchestrated such a thing and with such ease, would make for a valuable asset—a subordinate capable of wielding forces that even he could not comprehend.
I must meet this individual, All For One decided, his eyes gleaming with ambition. I must learn the secrets of these Inves and add their power to my arsenal.
Suddenly, the earth beneath the sanctuary convulsed, sending tremors through the chamber. Alarms blared, bathing the room in a harsh red light.
[Emergency Alert]
"Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" a mechanical voice echoed, "All sectors are on lockdown."
Kyudai Garaki, All For One's loyal scientist, burst into the room, his goggles askew and lab coat askew. "Sensei! We have a breach! Someone is inside the facility!"
All For One's eyes narrowed, his gaze hardening. "Who dares intrude upon my sanctuary?" he croaked, his voice laced with a mixture of irritation and curiosity. "Is it a hero? Have they finally discovered my location?"
Garaki shook his head, his expression a mixture of fear and bewilderment. "No, Sensei. It's… it's unlike anything I've ever seen. It's not a hero or a villain."
Before All For One could demand further explanation, the reinforced steel door to his chamber buckled inward, ripped from its hinges by an unseen force. The sound of tearing metal was deafening. Smoke billowed into the room, obscuring the corridor beyond. A figure emerged from the smoke, his silhouette imposing and threatening.
The smoke cleared, revealing an armored warrior unlike any All For One had ever witnessed. His armor was a blood-red hue, interwoven with jagged stripes of onyx black. Crimson plating gleamed under the emergency lights, reflecting an ominous aura of ancient power. Jagged black vein stripes gave a sense of controlled menace.
The helmet was a deeper shade of crimson, a Dai-Kabuto helm with darkened crescent horns framing a black visor. Etchings and small gems glowed faintly across the armor's surface, pulsing with some hidden energy. In his hand, he wielded a serrated blade that seemed to drink the light around it, casting long, distorted shadows across the chamber.
"Well, well," the armored figure said, his voice deep and distorted, like the rumble of distant thunder. "So this is where the puppeteer hides."
All For One examined the armored figure in front of him. He could sense a tangible oppressiveness emanating from the warrior, a weight of power that surpassed anything he had encountered outside All Might. This was no ordinary individual; this was something else entirely. "Who are you?" All For One demanded, his voice laced with both curiosity and caution. "What do you want?"
The armored figure took a step forward, his eyes fixed upon All For One. "I am Kamen Rider Bujin Gaim," he announced, his voice echoing with ancient authority.
All For One didn't recognize the name 'Bujin Gaim,' but what gave him the right to waltz in here like he owned the place? He had built this sanctuary, this entire operation, from nothing. Did this warrior honestly believe he could simply stroll in and claim dominion?
Garaki, sensing his master's rising fury, sprang into action. His wrinkled hands moved with surprising speed as he pressed a series of buttons on a nearby console. "Nomu, converge!" he barked, his voice tight with urgency. "Protect Sensei at all costs!"
A chorus of guttural roars echoed from the depths of the facility. Hulking figures emerged from the shadows, their grotesque forms illuminated by the emergency lights. The Nomu, All For One's genetically engineered shock troopers, surged into the chamber, surrounding Bujin Gaim with a wall of muscle and malice. These weren't the run-of-the-mill brutes he had used against All Might, but experimental models, infused with multiple Quirks and honed for maximum combat effectiveness.
Bujin Gaim surveyed the scene with disdain. "Is this all you have to offer?" he scoffed, his voice dripping with derision. "These… small fries are meant to deter me?"
With a snap of his armored fingers, Bujin Gaim changed the entire landscape of the battle.
[Crack Open!]
A tear in reality ripped open, crackling with chaotic energy. From the other side came the guttural snarls of Inves, and the whirring, mechanical screeches of Imagin. A horde of otherworldly creatures poured forth, a cacophony of claws, teeth, and raw, untamed power. The Inves crashed against the Nomu, tearing, biting, and clawing with animalistic ferocity. The Imagin moved with eerie grace, their movements defying the laws of physics as they swatted aside the hulking creatures with ease.
All For One watched, his mind reeling. He recognized the monsters instantly – the same beasts that had brought chaos to the U.A. Sports Festival. So, this was his doing.
Ignoring the chaotic battle unfolding around them, All For One fixed his gaze on Bujin Gaim. "Why are you attacking me?" he asked, his voice sharp and demanding. "What is your purpose?"
Bujin Gaim met his gaze, his tone confident. "I have come to offer you an opportunity, All For One," he declared. "I seek to unify this world, to bring it under a single banner of strength. And I require someone with your… talents to achieve this goal." He paused, his tone laced with condescension. "Consider this a recruitment, All For One. A chance to serve a greater purpose."
Bujin Gaim paused. "You should be grateful that I even invited you. It is a rare opportunity."
All For One threw back his head and laughed, a dry, rattling sound that shook the very foundations of the room. "Me? A subordinate? You misunderstand, young warrior. It is you who should be kneeling before me, begging for the chance to bask in my glory. It is you who should be subservient. This is a wasted attempt!"
He extended a skeletal hand towards Bujin Gaim. "Join me, Kamen Rider. Become my most trusted lieutenant, and together, we will reshape this world in our image."
Bujin Gaim regarded All For One with what might have been disappointment. "I had hoped for more," he admitted. "But it seems your ambition has blinded you to reason. Such a shame." However, the warlord was happy with the outcome. With his refusal, he had no choice. The warlord was free to take whatever he wanted.
Bujin Gaim continued, "You will come to regret this decision, All For One. Mark my words. This world will be mine, and you will be nothing more than a footnote in its history."
The thick tubes connecting All For One to his life-support system detached with a sudden hiss, the life-sustaining fluid ceasing to pump into his frail body. "Regret?" All For One scoffed, rising from his chair. "I have never regretted a single decision in my long, illustrious life."
The two figures stood opposite each other, the room trembling with the energy that coursed between them. All For One, the master manipulator of Quirks, and Bujin Gaim, the armored warlord from another dimension, titans clashing for the fate of a world.
All For One's body was suddenly enveloped in black tendrils, hardening and forming a muscular physique with a featureless mask. All For One lunges towards Bujin Gaim with blinding speed, launching a flurry of punches imbued with seismic force.
Bujin Gaim blocked the attacks with the Daidaimaru, each parry sending tremors through his armor. The serrated blade glinted under the emergency lights as he spun, countering with a sweeping strike aimed at All For One's head.
All For One ducked beneath the blow, his body contorting in ways that defied human anatomy. He retaliated with a blast of air pressure that sent debris flying, attempting to disorient Bujin Gaim. He launched himself forward again, striking with enhanced strength, moving and contorting at speeds the eye could barely track, and the air around him rippled with displaced energy.
Bujin Gaim staggered back, his armor sparking from the point-blank assault. But with a swift movement, he slammed the Musou Saber onto the Daidaimaru, readying himself, with both blades humming with dark energy.
"Is that all you've got?" All For One taunted, his voice echoing. "I've faced greater threats than you, warrior."
All For One then unleashed a barrage of stolen Quirks: black tendrils erupted from his hands, lashing out like whips; concussive blasts of air pressure threatened to shatter the very walls of the chamber; and waves of heat distorting the air around them.
Bujin Gaim parried and weaved through the assault, his movements a blur of crimson and black. He deflected the energy blasts with the Daidaimaru, sending them careening off into the walls, creating craters in the steel. With a guttural shout, Bujin Gaim slammed his blade into the ground, unleashing a wave of dark energy that extinguished the flames.
Despite All For One's best efforts, the warlord's body showed no signs of fatigue or significant damage. This fact caused him to start to reevaluate his chances of defeating this man. Every blow All For One landed seemed to glance off, absorbed by the armor as if it were nothing.
All For One gritted his teeth. This was a formidable opponent. He needed to change tactics. He was wasting his energy. He then activated the force-multiplier Quirk and charged at the warlord. With each step the air rippled and cracked, and with every blow the room shook with each impact.
"How are you not on the ground?!" All For One yelled.
Bujin Gaim simply laughed. "Did you truly think this was all I have?" Bujin Gaim said. "I haven't even begun to show my true power.
A surge of dark energy coursed through Bujin Gaim's blade, and the gems on his armor glowed with an evil light. "It's time to end this," he declared, his voice echoing with power. "It's time for you to understand the true meaning of despair!"
[Lock On! Blood Orange Squash!]
The Daidaimaru was engulfed in blood-orange flames, and Bujin Gaim moved with blinding speed. A single, decisive strike. It cleaved through the air, and impacting All For One's chest.
All For One screamed, his body convulsing as energy surged through his form. He crashed to the ground. All For One lay, defeated, the black armor that had shielded him shattered and broken.
Bujin Gaim approached All For One with slow, deliberate steps, his gaze fixed upon the fallen villain.
From his belt, Bujin Gaim pulled a blank Lockseed, its surface smooth and featureless. He turned it over in his gauntleted hand, his visor glinting. "Quirks… such interesting phenomena," he began, his voice a low rumble. "So many unique abilities, all stemming from a singular source. Fascinating."
He continued, "Dai-Shocker, naturally, is quite interested in these so-called Quirks as well. So they have created a special device, a tool, to take those so-called Quirks."
Bujin Gaim held up the Lockseed. "And this… this isn't just any Lockseed. It can actually steal a person's Quirk. Sound familiar, All For One?"
All For One's eyes widened, a flicker of shock passing across his face. His Quirk, the very foundation of his power, also allowed him to steal the abilities of others and make them his own. It was the essence of his being.
Bujin Gaim laughed, a cruel and mocking sound. "Oh yes, All For One. This particular Lockseed… it was made just for you." He held the Lockseed up higher, its empty core a gaping maw. "You see, since you have so many Quirks in your body, I asked Dai-Shocker to create a special Lockseed, one capable of containing them all."
With a swift, decisive movement, Bujin Gaim pressed the Lockseed into his Sengoku Driver. The core of the Lockseed began to glow a sinister red. A vortex of energy erupted from the device, reaching towards All For One like grasping tendrils.
The energy slammed into All For One's body, and he was lifted from the ground, suspended in mid-air. The countless Quirks within him were being ripped from his grasp, pulled into the depths of the Lockseed. He screamed in agony, his voice a tortured cry. "I… cannot… end like this!"
But Bujin Gaim didn't care. The process continued, the energy vortex intensifying until All For One was nothing more than a silhouette within the swirling storm. With a final, agonizing shriek, All For One was completely absorbed.
The vortex vanished, leaving behind only the Lockseed. The black exterior of the Lockseed shifted and swirled, morphing into a mix of black and red.
[All For One!]
Kyudai Garaki watched in horror as All For One was consumed, the image forever burned into his memory. The sight of his master defeated broke something within him, shattering the scientist's mind. All of the Nomu lay motionless, defeated by the combined forces of the Inves and Imagin.
Bujin Gaim turned his attention to Garaki. "You," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "Serve me… or die."
Garaki's mind races and knows that this warrior is stronger than his master. "I choose to serve," Garaki said.
Bujin Gaim is pleased; he stares at the All For One Lockseed. "I will unify this world, absorbing all power for myself." His fist tightens around the seed. "Dai-Shocker's plan has reached its most fruitful point." Garaki trembles, knowing his usefulness is yet to be decided.
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