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Meanwhile, far from the lakeside where Rudra rested,
Inko Midoriya held her son close,
Gently stroking his back as they sat on a bench near the cleared crime scene.
Izuku's eyes were still red, tears drying on his cheeks.
He sniffed.
-Sniff
"I—I thought something would happen to you, Mom… I was so scared…"
Inko smiled softly,
The kind of smile only a mother could give—
"...."
Warm, trembling, full of love.
"I'm right here, sweetie,"
She whispered, brushing his hair out of his face.
"I'm safe. You're safe. That's all that matters."
Izuku leaned into her, and she wrapped her arms tighter, grounding him.
After a long moment,
He pulled back and asked,
"But… what were you doing here in Musutafu, Mom?"
At that, Inko sighed lightly—
-Sigh
"...."
Half embarrassed, half amused—
And reached into her purse.
"I came to surprise you,"
She said.
From the small bag,
She lifted a delicate silver locket chain,
The metal glinting under the streetlamps.
She held it between her fingers, voice softening.
"I thought… you'd like something to remind you how proud I am of you. So I came to buy it before you got home."
Her smile wavered.
"But who would've thought that shop would be hijacked the moment I stepped inside…?"
Her mind shuddered back to the chaos:
Masked men storming in, hostages forced to kneel, the leader holding a detonator…
And then—
Ra-One slicing the man's hand clean off before he could press the button.
Fear and awe swirled in her chest even now.
Izuku reached out gently and took the chain from her trembling hand.
The small motion pulled her out of her spiraling thoughts.
He smiled—
Shy, grateful.
"Thank you, Mom… I love it."
Her eyes softened,
"...."
Filling with warmth and relief.
"I thank God that Professor Ra-One arrived,"
She whispered.
"If he hadn't…"
She couldn't finish the sentence.
But then something clicked in her mind.
She blinked.
-Blink
"...."
"…Wait. Professor Ra-One?"
She stared at Izuku, stunned.
"HE'S A PROFESSOR AT U.A.?!"
Izuku nodded earnestly.
-Nod
"Y-Yeah! He's new. Today was actually his first day of work. And he's amazing, Mom—he's so fast and powerful, even Bakugo was shocked! And then——"
And he launched into excited chatter,
Telling her everything that had happened at school:
Ra-One's entrance, his lessons, his mysterious aura, the way everyone reacted…
Inko listened with wide eyes,
Hands pressed to her chest.
Her earlier fear slowly melted into gratitude.
She was thankful—
Deeply thankful—
That her son's school had someone like him watching over the children.
Little did she know…
Ra-One was sitting alone by a quiet lake,
Unlocking powers that would shake entire worlds.
Brahmāstra World...
Ooty...
Highland Leaf – Restaurant & Inn...
Evening warmth spilled through the cozy wooden interior as Ravi carried steaming plates to a long table of travelers.
At another corner,
Mani joked with a family, placing extra chutney bowls with his usual cheerful smile.
At the reception desk...
Junoo leaned forward over the counter, chatting quietly with Amirtha.
Soft laughter mixed with the clinking of dishes.
But beneath their smiles was a familiar ache.
It had been two years since Rudra left—
Vanishing with a simple explanation.
"I need to go somewhere… to understand my power."
And just like that, he was gone.
No clues.
No messages.
No energy signatures.
Only a promise he would return.
They searched discreetly.
Whenever the rotation allowed, one of them would check distant lands.
This time, the ones searching were Shiva and Meena—
Married now, happy, and still hoping to find their friend.
Life moved on in Ooty.
But the space around the reception desk suddenly… shifted.
The restaurant fell eerily silent.
"...."
Not the silence of an empty room—
But the silence of something cosmic brushing reality.
A thin crack of shimmering astral energy formed in the center of the lobby,
-Crack
Like a fracture carved into the air itself.
The lights flickered.
The air vibrated.
Junoo's eyes widened.
"...."
"...."
Amirtha froze mid-sentence.
They knew this aura.
How could they not?
It was the one they had been waiting for.
Junoo quickly hurried to the door and flipped the sign to CLOSED,
Locking it before any customers could wander in.
The crack widened—
Flaring like a cosmic gate—
And then a boot stepped through.
A familiar silhouette emerged.
Rudra.
Older.
Sharper.
Stronger.
And wearing the widest grin Junoo had ever seen on him.
-Grin
"Missed me?"
He said, voice warm, teasing, and unmistakably his.
Junoo didn't even try to stay composed.
"...."
She sprinted.
Amirtha followed right after, her eyes glistening.
They crashed into him, pulling him into a crushing embrace.
Rudra staggered a little, then laughed—
A real, heartfelt laugh—
And wrapped his arms around both of them.
He buried his face in their shoulders.
He had missed this warmth.
He had missed home.
"Idiot,"
Junoo muttered, voice cracking.
"Two years. Two whole years without a single word."
Rudra hugged them tighter.
"I know… I'm sorry,"
He whispered.
"But I'm back. And I promise—I came back stronger."
The astral crack shimmered behind him—
Closing slowly like a wound healing in the fabric of the universe.
As it sealed shut, the Highland Leaf's lights stabilized again.
Rudra stepped fully into the restaurant—
Into the smell of warm food, into the laughter he had longed for,
Into the arms of the people who still waited for him.
He was home.
Rudra loosened his embrace and stepped back,
Looking at Junoo and Amirtha with a calm, steady warmth in his eyes.
Both women waited—
Breath caught, hearts full of questions.
Rudra finally spoke.
"I owe you the truth,"
He said quietly.
"I didn't disappear. I… travelled to another world."
Junoo's eyes widened.
"...."
"...."
Amirtha's breath hitched.
Rudra continued, voice low and steady.
"My power—Brahmāstra—it evolved. It doesn't just make me stronger. It gives me access to other worlds. Entirely different realities."
The words hung in the air, heavy and unbelievable.
"I spent two years there,"
He said,
"training, fighting, learning. Waiting for one thing…"
He lifted his hand, and a faint shimmer of golden light played across his palm.
"…the ability to bring you all with me. If you want that."
Junoo's eyes softened, relief and sadness mixing.
"So you came back… for us?"
Rudra nodded.
-Nod
"For all of you. I promised I'd never forget the family I made here."
Both women exchanged a look—
One of silent understanding—
And then told him everything that had happened in his absence:
The restless nights, the constant searching,
Shiva and Meena's marriage,
The countless times they wondered if he was alive.
Rudra listened without interrupting, guilt flickering in his expression,
"...."
But resolved to make it right.
When they finished,
He gently placed a hand on each of their shoulders.
"Thank you… for still believing in me."
He stepped back, taking a deep breath.
"Junoo, Amirtha,"
He said softly,
"I need you to inform everyone—Shiva, Meena, Ravi, Sandeep, Guru Arvind and others. Tell them to gather here in one week. If they want to join me… I will open the path."
Junoo nodded firmly, her voice steady.
-Nod
"We'll call them all. We'll be ready."
Amirtha smiled through misty eyes.
"And we'll wait for you."
Rudra couldn't help but smile back.
He pulled them both into one last warm hug.
"I'll return soon. I promise."
Then he stepped away.
The air behind him split open,
Forming another shimmering astral crack—
Quiet, stable, humming with cosmic energy.
Rudra gave them a final look—
"...."
One full of gratitude, warmth, and unspoken hope.
And then—
He stepped into the crack.
Light folded around him.
And Rudra vanished, leaving the Highland Leaf silent once more…
But glowing with the promise of a reunion a week from now.
MHA World...
The Lakeside...
The astral crack snapped open again, spilling red-gold light across the quiet shore.
Rudra stepped out.
The lake was still undisturbed, moonlight shimmering across its glassy surface.
No reporters.
No civilians.
No noise.
Just silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
He inhaled deeply—
This world's air was different from Brahmāstra's, sharper, thinner—
And exhaled slowly as the rift sealed shut behind him.
A flick of his wrist summoned hundreds of tiny, red Brahmāstra cubes that swarmed around him like fireflies.
They clicked and locked together, forming plates, then frame, then engine—
Until his futuristic astral bike stood complete.
Rudra swung his leg over the seat, gripping the handlebars.
The engine hummed with cosmic resonance.
And then—
FWOOOOSH!
The bike shot forward, streaking away from the lake like a comet.
Musutafu...
Outside the Damaged Jewelry Shop...
All Might arrived with a booming leap that cracked the pavement beneath him.
But instead of chaos, instead of hostages, instead of carnage—
He saw stunned reporters, nervous heroes, camera drones, and police tape.
The incident was already over.
All Might straightened, chest rising with the weight of exhaustion.
"…late,"
He muttered to himself.
He had gotten the message from Inko Midoriya earlier, but—
His memory flashed back to the fight.
Flash back...
Three villains.
Three monsters.
Skin like iron.
Bodies that regenerated instantly.
Eyes that didn't show fear—
Only rage.
He had smashed the first one through a concrete bridge.
It got back up.
He crushed the second's throat.
It healed instantly.
The third had leapt onto his back,
Trying to tear into him like a feral beast.
They didn't talk.
They didn't think.
They just attacked, over and over.
Even after losing limbs.
Even after their bones shattered.
They fought until All Might was forced to deliver lethal strikes—
Not out of cruelty but survival.
When the last one finally stopped moving, All Might stood panting, bloodied, their corpses twisted like broken machines.
And something about them felt…
Wrong.
He had seen something similar—
Once—
On TV.
When Ra-One first appeared in Japan.
That villain had displayed the same unnatural physiology,
The same refusal to die, the same chaotic aggression.
All Might's brows furrowed.
-Frown
"Multiple Quirks… regeneration… enhanced strength…"
He muttered.
There was only one man whose work resembled that.
One shadow that never fully vanished.
All For One.
If these creatures were related to these villains somehow…
Then Japan was in more danger than the public realized.
Unknown Bar...
Hidden Villain Lair...
The old television flickered with static,
The screen showing Mt. Lady dramatically explaining how she "heroically led the operation" to stop the robbery.
Tomura Shigaraki sat slouched on the couch, hands twitching, eyes narrowing behind the pale fingers gripping his face.
"Ugh… heroes…"
He scratched violently at his neck.
-Scratch -Scratch
"Always taking credit… always smiling… it's irritating."
Each praise from the news anchor—
Each cheer for the "pro heroes"—
Made his fingers dig deeper into his skin.
Beside him, Kurogiri stood tall and still, purple mist swirling gently around his metallic collar.
He watched silently for a moment before turning away.
"I will inform Sensei," he said quietly.
He slipped through the back door, mist trailing behind him like a living shadow.
The Back Chamber...
The room was dark, cold, and filled with the low hum of machinery.
In the center stood a large medical capsule, surrounded by dozens of cables, needles, and life-support systems.
Lights blinked rhythmically.
Inside, shrouded in shadows, lay the monstrous figure of All For One.
His breathing was shallow, but his aura—
His presence—
Felt suffocating.
Kurogiri bowed deeply.
"Sensei. The attempted robbery of few idiots in Musutafu was stopped. The media… is praising Mt. Lady, Kamui Woods, and Death Arms."
All For One remained still.
Silent.
"...."
Listening.
Kurogiri continued.
"And Ra-One appeared again. He… left the scene before anyone could question him."
Still no reaction.
Kurogiri took a breath.
"As for the three Nomu prototypes we sent toward All Might…"
He hesitated.
"...all three were defeated. Permanently."
A faint mechanical hiss filled the room.
For a moment, only the sound of life-support echoed.
All For One did not shout.
He did not sigh.
He simply lay there, unmoving—
Yet somehow thinking.
Kurogiri bowed again.
"I will leave you to rest, Sensei."
He turned and slipped back through the door, the shadows swallowing him.
Alone now,
All For One's single exposed eye opened slightly.
A thin, cold smile formed beneath the respirator mask.
The three Nomu were failures—
He expected as much.
Next Morning...
U.A. High School Entrance...
A sea of microphones.
Flashing cameras.
Dozens of reporters crowding around the massive gate of U.A., buzzing like hungry insects.
Students walking toward the entrance froze.
"...."
"...."
"...."
"Why are there so many reporters today…?"
"Did something happen?"
"Man, they look like vultures…"
Several reporters immediately spotted the approaching students.
"Excuse me! Are the rumors true that All Might has become a full-time teacher at U.A.?"
"Is it true that the Former America's Rank 2 hero Ra-One is also teaching as a 'Creativity Studies' professor?"
"How was their class? Are they strict? Are they friendly?"
"Did Ra-One really save hostages last night? Were you there?"
The students recoiled as the barrage of questions hit them like a storm.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Third-years and second-years brushed past with ease:
"We didn't have class with them yesterday, sorry."
"No comment."
"Ask Class 1-A, they had both."
And with that… every camera swung toward the first years like predators spotting prey.
Class 1-A Arrives...
Tenya Iida tried to maintain order, raising his hands dramatically.
"PLEASE KEEP A RESPONSIBLE DISTANCE! THIS IS A SCHOOL ZONE—!"
But he was drowned out instantly.
Ochaco clutched her bag nervously.
"...."
Kirishima sweatdropped.
Bakugo clicked his tongue.
-Tch
"Tch. Damn extra vultures. OUT OF MY WAY!"
They all fought their way through the horde with varying degrees of panic and aggression.
And then—
Izuku Midoriya Arrives...
Poor Izuku walked straight into the ambush before he even realized what was going on.
"Huh—? Eh? The media?!"
Flash.
Flash. Flash.
"MIDORIYA-SAN... Right! YOU'RE IN 1-A, CORRECT?!"
"HOW WAS RA-ONE'S CLASS?"
"IS ALL MIGHT REALLY TEACHING YOU?"
"WHAT ARE THEY LIKE AS PEOPLE?"
"DID YOU MEET RA-ONE DURING THE HOSTAGE INCIDENT?!"
Izuku turned bright red, stuttering helplessly.
"...."
"A-ah— um— well— yes, All Might is…! And Ra-One-sensei is… um— very strong! And—"
Cameras exploded with flashes.
Reporters shouted more questions.
"...."
Izuku, flustered, bowed and squeaked.
"E-EXCUSE ME!"
—then sprinted through the gate.
But the moment he crossed the threshold—
CLANG!
The massive steel gate slammed shut automatically,
U.A.'s security system activating with a thunderous mechanical echo.
A female reporter tried to slip in through the narrowing gap—
"...."
"WAIT! Just one more question—!"
But her cameraman yanked her back just in time.
SHUNK!
Thick steel plates locked into place.
Had she stepped even one centimeter further…
She would have been crushed.
The reporters backed away nervously, murmuring.
"U.A. security is insane…"
"I almost died…"
"This is why we need permission to enter."
Inside the campus...
Izuku slumped against a wall, catching his breath.
-Sigh
"What a morning…"
Principal Nezu's Office...
The room smelled faintly of tea and parchment.
Rudra stood calmly in front of Principal Nezu,
Who sat on his cushioned chair with an excited twinkle in his eyes,
And All Might, who stood beside him in his muscular hero form—
Arms crossed, expression stern yet respectful.
Nezu pushed a small plate forward.
"Cookie?"
He asked politely.
Rudra blinked… then accepted one with a small smile.
-Blink
"...."
All Might, however, wasted no time.
He placed several photos on the table—
Grainy, taken hastily at the scene where he had battled the three mysterious villains.
Their twisted limbs.
Burnt flesh.
Strange cortical implants.
The regeneration marks.
"Professor Rudra,"
All Might said in a low voice,
"do you know what these creatures are?"
Rudra's eyes narrowed at Nemu.
"...."
He leaned closer, studying the grotesque forms.
The memory hit him instantly.
The airport.
His first day in Japan.
That creature—
Similar, vicious.
"…Yes,"
He said quietly.
"I fought something like this when I arrived. You should already know about it."
All Might nodded stiffly.
-Nod
"...."
A heavy silence settled.
All Might inhaled deeply and asked the question that had been gnawing at him:
"Professor Rudra… do you think these things—these mindless villains—are connected to All For One?"
Nezu's ears perked.
"...."
The room grew still.
Rudra frowned, acted thinking fully, carefully.
-Frown
Then he nodded.
-Nod
"Ninety percent chance? Yes."
All Might exhaled, shoulders sagging for a moment.
His expression was grim but unsurprised.
Then Rudra continued.
"A year ago… All For One fought me in the U.S., right?"
All Might looked at him, puzzled.
Rudra raised an eyebrow.
"That person was should be still alive."
All Might's eyes widened—
Not in disbelief, but in awe.
He had arrived late at that time just to witness Ra-One not All For One.
Who left in his bike after defeating All For One.
Someone the hero community whispered about but never confirmed.
Now he had the truth standing in front of him.
Nezu clasped his paws together even through All Might told him hearing it from the one who did it hit different.
"So you were the one who forced All For One underground…"
Rudra didn't brag.
He didn't smile.
He simply nodded.
-Nod
Even without knowing the details,
All Might felt a surge of respect.
Rudra didn't boast.
He didn't reveal how he won.
He didn't care about glory.
Heroes like that… were rare.
All Might bowed his head slightly.
"Thank you… for your service. You are a true hero."
Rudra shook his head.
"Justice is justice. Nothing more."
A heavy but reassuring silence followed.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Nezu Breaks It
Nezu tapped a button on his desk, and the room dimmed as a holographic 3D model of U.A. campus lit up.
"Now then,"
He said cheerfully,
"onto strategy!"
The model zoomed out, highlighting security layers.
"With strange villains appearing, and mindless villains entering the city, we must strengthen U.A.'s defenses."
He pointed at the gates, the corridors, the training zones.
"We will increase security across the entire campus starting today. Furthermore…"
The hologram shifted to a large, dome-like facility.
"The USJ Training Session will happen in two days."
All Might nodded.
-Nod
"That session will be vital. We need to be prepared for anything… especially if any villains or All For One try to make a move."
Rudra's eyes sharpened.
"...."
He knew this will be the official entry of League of Villains.
Nezu smiled a little too cheerfully for the grim topic.
"Let us prepare well. With All Might and Ra-One teaching this year… U.A. may become the safest—or the most targeted—place in Japan."
Rudra smirked.
-Smirk
"Let them come."
All Might mirrored the grin.
-Grin
Nezu clapped his paws.
"Wonderful! Now, finish your cookies before Aizawa scolds someone for crumbs."
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