Japan.
A loud explosion ripped through a busy street.
Inside a bank, smoke filled the air for barely two seconds before sirens started blaring outside.
Then something massive burst straight through the wall.
A huge figure, easily five meters tall and built like a tank, charged out onto the street. His body looked almost mutated, like something straight out of a nightmare.
He ran fast. Even the police cars chasing him couldn't keep up.
Cars parked along the road didn't slow him down at all. He smashed through them like they were toys, sending them flying everywhere.
Slung over his shoulder was a cloth bag, stuffed so full that cash kept slipping out as he ran.
People on both sides of the street screamed and backed away in panic..
"Another Quirk crime?"
"He robbed a bank, I think."
"That's gotta be some kind of strength Quirk… that's insane."
"With power like that, and he uses it for this?"
"Where are the heroes?"
Years ago, everything changed.
It started with a glowing baby born in Qingqing City, China. After that, more and more people began developing superpowers.
The world stopped being normal.
People started calling these abilities Quirks.
And as Quirks became common, so did crimes involving them.
To deal with that, a new profession came into existence.
Heroes.
"Wait… wait wait, Tf I'm supposed to do?!"
A girl around fifteen stood near the street, her hair tied in a ponytail. She froze when she saw the damaged bank and the massive robber heading straight toward her.
Her face went pale.
Instinctively, she raised her hand. A faint, multicolored glow flickered in her palm.
She had a Quirk too.
But before she could activate it, the robber rushed past her like a speeding train.
She spun around, frustrated, biting her lip.
"Shit… it still takes too long to activate."
The robber kept pulling ahead, leaving the police behind.
She clenched her fists. At this rate, only a pro hero could stop him.
Then she saw someone.
A boy stood right in the middle of the road.
Hands in his pockets with nonchalant expression.
He looked about her age, maybe fifteen or sixteen. Blue patterned jacket, beige pants, black shoes. Pretty normal.
Except for the fact that he wasn't running.
He was just… standing there?
"Danger! Move!" the girl shouted.
People nearby gasped, already imagining what was about to happen.
"Get outta the way, kid!" the robber roared, not slowing down at all.
The boy let out a quiet scoff.
Then he raised his hand and pointed forward.
In the next instant, a golden armored giant, clad in golden armor, with only the lower half of his face below the bridge of his nose visible, bronze-colored skin, and bulging muscles that seemed ready to burst, appeared out of thin air beside the young man.
"What…?" the girl whispered, stunned.
The boy smirked slightly and flicked his finger.
The golden figure moved instantly.
It stepped forward and threw a punch.
BOOM.
The impact sounded like an explosion.
The giant robber was sent flying.
He spun through the air twice before crashing hard onto the road right in front of the boy.
The robber's Quirk flickered out, his body shrinking back to normal. A deep fist mark was clearly visible on his face.
He was barely conscious.
"K…kid… what the hell… was that…" he mumbled weakly.
The boy crouched down, looking at him with a faint grin.
"This?" he said casually.
"The World."
The golden figure picked up the money bag and handed it to him.
He opened it, glanced inside, and gave a low whistle.
"Damn… this has gotta be at least a hundred million yen."
By then, the police had caught up.
One of the officers slammed the brakes and stared.
"It's him again!" he said quickly to the officer beside him.
The passenger, Officer Naomasa Tsukauchi, frowned and pulled up a file on the car's computer.
A photo appeared, along with basic info.
Name: Arthur Pendragon
Age: 15
Height: 185 cm
Birthplace: Los Angeles, USA
Quirk: Stand, The World
Notes: Transferred to Aldera Junior High after his grandfather, Ken Nakamura, passed away last year. Only known relative. Recently suspended for using his Quirk in a fight with a classmate.
Tsukauchi stared at the screen, then back at the boy standing in the street.
"...Yeah. Definitely him."
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