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- U.S.
best part was negi and rakan interactions and fights
Project Gamer: Anime Adjacent
- Thread starter Mister Ficser
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- Location
- Argentina
The manga is a lot better.
Basically it was harem antics plus action and magic. Basically a less violent Ranma 1/2 only more focused on magic that weird martial arts.
There is a reason why there is over a dozen Negima and Ranma 1/2 crosses. Because stripped down to the basics the two series share a lot of similarities.
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Izuku didn't really know how but things stabilized.
Losing half of his age, coming back from the dead, learning magic... He didn't really understand how those sorts of events could just fall behind. They were critical, they were important, they literally redefined his life.
And all of them happened in the recent past. They'd shaded the present in new and interesting ways but the present still formed the future and it didn't care about how difficult the day before had been.
School had been an experience. A bit of good. A bit of bad. Telling Katsuki 'I'm sorry, you're just not my type' had been both the most nerve wracking thing Izuku had ever done... But also, perhaps, the single funniest thing he'd yet pulled off.
The magic... It was like a Quirk, one he'd been pushed to learn. It had its own pool of stamina that would chip away every time he used it, like how most Quirks would wear down the user. And the spells evolved, got stronger over time. Every time he emptied his pool of magical stamina, it had a chance of getting a little bigger. Of refilling a little faster. Every day when Izuku woke up, he kept on casting the spells Alec had given him, over and over again.
Cure and Protect. The ability to heal and one that would reduce the amount of harm inflicted on him if he got hurt... Even just one of those would have been amazing tools to becoming a Rescue Hero.
Prestidigitation, the spell his mom had first learned, was beyond useful. It didn't do anything huge, no, but it seemed like it was able to do a tiny amount of almost anything. It could change colors, start fires, conjure small objects, clean things or make them dirty with a desired stain. Create brief illusionary sounds, make something literally taste like anything, create illusionary smells. It was even able to act like his mom's Quirk, although it was even weaker than her own!
And it did all of that for free! Izuku had tested it extensively, when his magical stamina was at its best versus when he felt exhausted and the results had remained consistent. The spell was a weak ability to rewrite the fundamental aspects of reality. Some of the things it did were temporary, like the color changes or simple item conjuration (Screwdrivers and pocket knives counted!), but others were simple and permanent like the cleaning and staining.
Aside from the cleaning aspect, Izuku had put a lot of effort into figuring out how to make things transparent. If he did become a hero, if he could find a way to pass the entrance exams without being laughed out of the school buildings, he could use those abilities to rescue people from collapsed buildings or landslides.
But... Izuku wanted to do more than that. He wanted to do everything, help everyone. He wanted to be able to rescue people and he wanted to stop the villains from hurting them to begin with.
He wanted to do more... And he knew who to ask for help. He just... Didn't know how to ask.
Izuku set his pencil down and looked over to Eri. The girl usually spent about two days out of the week with him and his mom. His mom loved it, though she was also over the moon about her baby being her baby again.
Something Izuku had been beyond embarrassed about the first time he heard his mom say that.
He'd always known his mom wanted him to have a sibling but that was a little difficult to pull off with his dad working at I-Island ten months out of the year. And his mom had just gotten too old to have another child without risking complications.
Eri staying over two or three days a week had really helped with that. His mom would dote on the girl, take her to parks and just did everything she could to enrich Eri's days and keep the girl active and entertained.
And then Alec would show up. The dragon wasn't quite a fixture in their lives like he was for Eri. Most of his interactions with them came through Eri. He would turn up after a phone call, leave Eri with them after demanding an awkward hug from the child, give his mom six-thousand yen and then he'd head off to do whatever job he'd found. He'd return, usually late at night and talk with Izuku's mom for a bit about what Eri had gotten up to during her stay and repay her for any additional expenses that had come up.
It had turned into a routine.
The buzzing of the intercom drew Izuku's attention and Eri, mumbling along with the end credits to her current favorite show, hopped out of her seat to run to the door.
"Alec!" His mom exclaimed at the door. "You look exhausted. Another rough day?"
"Yeah." The dragon grumbled as he leaned down and let Eri grab on to his face. He continued once the excitable girl let go. "Another construction job. The pay's good, at least."
Izuku lingered at the edge of the entrance hall, letting everyone else speak first. Alec did have physical tells when he was tired. His wings would droop slightly, his steps were a bit heavier and his neck was a bit less rigid which gave him a bit of a hunch. Izuku knew the man's Quirk would be great for villainy, just the dragon form alone would make a smash and grab insanely easy. He was big, strong, fast and heavily armored. Add on the ability to fly and the number of heroes that could deal with him was vanishingly thin.
Add in that Izuku had heard him make an offhand comment about flying into space and that number dropped into the single digits. He thought Endeavor might be able to do something about Alec but only up to a certain altitude. Hawks was even less able to handle the man, Izuku doubted his feathers could penetrate Alec's scales. Ryukyu might be able to do something, her claws were considered one of the hardest naturally forming substances made by a Quirk but it still ran into the issue of catching him.
Alec had incredible power... And he spent his time doing manual labor, working honest jobs instead of going mad and thinking himself invincible, above things like common courtesy or decency. That kind of strength and he did nothing with it? If Izuku were religious, he'd consider it a kind of blasphemy.
"Oh..." Izuku's mom shuffled awkwardly from one foot to the other, bringing one hand up to her chin in a show of discomfort. "I was hoping I could ask you for a favor but if you're too tired, I'll ask Izuku instead."
"It's fine, what did you need?"
"Izuku has a test tomorrow so I wanted to make katsudon for dinner tonight. For good luck." The vague curiosity Izuku had felt suddenly turned to excitement. He loved his mother's katsudon! "But I need a few things from the store. Could you go and get them for me?"
"Absolutely. Eri, do you mind staying here for a bit while I go and get that taken care of?" The dragon asked, leaning down so his eyes were even with the albino child's. "I can't imagine it will take more than half an hour."
"Can I come?" Izuku asked, drawing the eyes of both Alec and his mother. "I kind of... I wanted to talk with you but, I mean, if you don't-"
"So long as Inko agrees, you're welcome to come along." Alec cut him off as he began to ramble. Izuku took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the urge to mumble and ramble cut off by being directly addressed and answered.
"Oh, that's perfectly fine!" Inko beamed at her son before she pulled a list out of her apron. "He can help you carry the bags!"
"Alright then. Izuku, would you mind grabbing the list?" Izuku did as the dragon requested. "Alright. Lead on, McDuff. I don't know which store has the brands your mom likes."
The two of them left the apartment in a surprisingly comfortable silence. The distant sun was setting, the roads were jam-packed with cars, Izuku caught sight of a magazine at a corner store about the Number Two Hero: Endeavor and his declining power along with how he was combating the effect of growing old.
Behind them, a short old man was following at about half a block away. Izuku wasn't sure who they were, they'd moved into the apartment block next to his own and one floor higher up. Izuku had noticed the little gray-haired man always seemed to be around when Alec would show up.
This was the first time Izuku had noticed him following either of them, though.
"So, what was on your mind, Izuku?" Alec asked him once they'd stopped at a crosswalk to wait for the light to turn. The little corner store that Izuku's mom really liked was a few blocks away, not too terribly far. It made for a good walk from time to time, a great reason to get out of the house.
"I... I wanted to ask you something. Something really important." It was the single most important question Izuku could think of. It literally meant life or death to him. "Can I be a hero?"
"Of course you can." Alec answered. The dragon hadn't even taken a moment to think about it. As though it were a simple, silly thing to ask.
"Even without a Quirk?" Izuku felt something desperate building in his chest. The last time he'd asked that question, he...
"A Quirk doesn't make a hero, Izuku." Alec stated as he turned his head to look at the boy. He brought one claw up and gently tapped Izuku in the chest. "That does. One of the greatest heroes I knew didn't have any super powers. He was smart, he was well funded, but he achieved his strength through training. There are countless geniuses out there, Izuku. More millionaires than I can name. Potential, regardless of its source, means nothing without the heart to use it."
Izuku looked down to the ground. His vision was blurry, his nose felt like it was full of cotton and he could feel his teeth grinding.
"Can...?" Izuku hiccuped and rubbed his arm across his eyes, brushing away tears. "Can you teach me?"
"Some." Alec agreed, standing in place next to Izuku and blocking the path as the crosswalk turned green. "I was never a good Hero, Izuku. I preferred to be a medic. If I had to fight villains, I refused to fight them fair. The only time I took to the field, it was when things had gone terribly, terribly wrong."
The dragon wrapped one arm around the crying child and pulled Izuku against his side. The young Midoriya could feel the creature's ribs underneath its scales.
"I can give you the tools and teach you how to use them." Alec admitted as Izuku continued to silently sob against him. "But it will be up to others to teach you -when- to use them. Is that alright?"
"Yes!" Izuku nearly bawled. His heart felt like it was in a vice and his head felt like it was full of clouds.
Someone believed in him! Someone told him that his dream wasn't just some childish fantasy!
Izuku couldn't reach all the way around the dragon's torso to wrap it in a desperate hug but he tried.
He could do it! He -would- do it!
He was going to be a Hero!
Losing half of his age, coming back from the dead, learning magic... He didn't really understand how those sorts of events could just fall behind. They were critical, they were important, they literally redefined his life.
And all of them happened in the recent past. They'd shaded the present in new and interesting ways but the present still formed the future and it didn't care about how difficult the day before had been.
School had been an experience. A bit of good. A bit of bad. Telling Katsuki 'I'm sorry, you're just not my type' had been both the most nerve wracking thing Izuku had ever done... But also, perhaps, the single funniest thing he'd yet pulled off.
The magic... It was like a Quirk, one he'd been pushed to learn. It had its own pool of stamina that would chip away every time he used it, like how most Quirks would wear down the user. And the spells evolved, got stronger over time. Every time he emptied his pool of magical stamina, it had a chance of getting a little bigger. Of refilling a little faster. Every day when Izuku woke up, he kept on casting the spells Alec had given him, over and over again.
Cure and Protect. The ability to heal and one that would reduce the amount of harm inflicted on him if he got hurt... Even just one of those would have been amazing tools to becoming a Rescue Hero.
Prestidigitation, the spell his mom had first learned, was beyond useful. It didn't do anything huge, no, but it seemed like it was able to do a tiny amount of almost anything. It could change colors, start fires, conjure small objects, clean things or make them dirty with a desired stain. Create brief illusionary sounds, make something literally taste like anything, create illusionary smells. It was even able to act like his mom's Quirk, although it was even weaker than her own!
And it did all of that for free! Izuku had tested it extensively, when his magical stamina was at its best versus when he felt exhausted and the results had remained consistent. The spell was a weak ability to rewrite the fundamental aspects of reality. Some of the things it did were temporary, like the color changes or simple item conjuration (Screwdrivers and pocket knives counted!), but others were simple and permanent like the cleaning and staining.
Aside from the cleaning aspect, Izuku had put a lot of effort into figuring out how to make things transparent. If he did become a hero, if he could find a way to pass the entrance exams without being laughed out of the school buildings, he could use those abilities to rescue people from collapsed buildings or landslides.
But... Izuku wanted to do more than that. He wanted to do everything, help everyone. He wanted to be able to rescue people and he wanted to stop the villains from hurting them to begin with.
He wanted to do more... And he knew who to ask for help. He just... Didn't know how to ask.
Izuku set his pencil down and looked over to Eri. The girl usually spent about two days out of the week with him and his mom. His mom loved it, though she was also over the moon about her baby being her baby again.
Something Izuku had been beyond embarrassed about the first time he heard his mom say that.
He'd always known his mom wanted him to have a sibling but that was a little difficult to pull off with his dad working at I-Island ten months out of the year. And his mom had just gotten too old to have another child without risking complications.
Eri staying over two or three days a week had really helped with that. His mom would dote on the girl, take her to parks and just did everything she could to enrich Eri's days and keep the girl active and entertained.
And then Alec would show up. The dragon wasn't quite a fixture in their lives like he was for Eri. Most of his interactions with them came through Eri. He would turn up after a phone call, leave Eri with them after demanding an awkward hug from the child, give his mom six-thousand yen and then he'd head off to do whatever job he'd found. He'd return, usually late at night and talk with Izuku's mom for a bit about what Eri had gotten up to during her stay and repay her for any additional expenses that had come up.
It had turned into a routine.
The buzzing of the intercom drew Izuku's attention and Eri, mumbling along with the end credits to her current favorite show, hopped out of her seat to run to the door.
"Alec!" His mom exclaimed at the door. "You look exhausted. Another rough day?"
"Yeah." The dragon grumbled as he leaned down and let Eri grab on to his face. He continued once the excitable girl let go. "Another construction job. The pay's good, at least."
Izuku lingered at the edge of the entrance hall, letting everyone else speak first. Alec did have physical tells when he was tired. His wings would droop slightly, his steps were a bit heavier and his neck was a bit less rigid which gave him a bit of a hunch. Izuku knew the man's Quirk would be great for villainy, just the dragon form alone would make a smash and grab insanely easy. He was big, strong, fast and heavily armored. Add on the ability to fly and the number of heroes that could deal with him was vanishingly thin.
Add in that Izuku had heard him make an offhand comment about flying into space and that number dropped into the single digits. He thought Endeavor might be able to do something about Alec but only up to a certain altitude. Hawks was even less able to handle the man, Izuku doubted his feathers could penetrate Alec's scales. Ryukyu might be able to do something, her claws were considered one of the hardest naturally forming substances made by a Quirk but it still ran into the issue of catching him.
Alec had incredible power... And he spent his time doing manual labor, working honest jobs instead of going mad and thinking himself invincible, above things like common courtesy or decency. That kind of strength and he did nothing with it? If Izuku were religious, he'd consider it a kind of blasphemy.
"Oh..." Izuku's mom shuffled awkwardly from one foot to the other, bringing one hand up to her chin in a show of discomfort. "I was hoping I could ask you for a favor but if you're too tired, I'll ask Izuku instead."
"It's fine, what did you need?"
"Izuku has a test tomorrow so I wanted to make katsudon for dinner tonight. For good luck." The vague curiosity Izuku had felt suddenly turned to excitement. He loved his mother's katsudon! "But I need a few things from the store. Could you go and get them for me?"
"Absolutely. Eri, do you mind staying here for a bit while I go and get that taken care of?" The dragon asked, leaning down so his eyes were even with the albino child's. "I can't imagine it will take more than half an hour."
"Can I come?" Izuku asked, drawing the eyes of both Alec and his mother. "I kind of... I wanted to talk with you but, I mean, if you don't-"
"So long as Inko agrees, you're welcome to come along." Alec cut him off as he began to ramble. Izuku took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the urge to mumble and ramble cut off by being directly addressed and answered.
"Oh, that's perfectly fine!" Inko beamed at her son before she pulled a list out of her apron. "He can help you carry the bags!"
"Alright then. Izuku, would you mind grabbing the list?" Izuku did as the dragon requested. "Alright. Lead on, McDuff. I don't know which store has the brands your mom likes."
The two of them left the apartment in a surprisingly comfortable silence. The distant sun was setting, the roads were jam-packed with cars, Izuku caught sight of a magazine at a corner store about the Number Two Hero: Endeavor and his declining power along with how he was combating the effect of growing old.
Behind them, a short old man was following at about half a block away. Izuku wasn't sure who they were, they'd moved into the apartment block next to his own and one floor higher up. Izuku had noticed the little gray-haired man always seemed to be around when Alec would show up.
This was the first time Izuku had noticed him following either of them, though.
"So, what was on your mind, Izuku?" Alec asked him once they'd stopped at a crosswalk to wait for the light to turn. The little corner store that Izuku's mom really liked was a few blocks away, not too terribly far. It made for a good walk from time to time, a great reason to get out of the house.
"I... I wanted to ask you something. Something really important." It was the single most important question Izuku could think of. It literally meant life or death to him. "Can I be a hero?"
"Of course you can." Alec answered. The dragon hadn't even taken a moment to think about it. As though it were a simple, silly thing to ask.
"Even without a Quirk?" Izuku felt something desperate building in his chest. The last time he'd asked that question, he...
"A Quirk doesn't make a hero, Izuku." Alec stated as he turned his head to look at the boy. He brought one claw up and gently tapped Izuku in the chest. "That does. One of the greatest heroes I knew didn't have any super powers. He was smart, he was well funded, but he achieved his strength through training. There are countless geniuses out there, Izuku. More millionaires than I can name. Potential, regardless of its source, means nothing without the heart to use it."
Izuku looked down to the ground. His vision was blurry, his nose felt like it was full of cotton and he could feel his teeth grinding.
"Can...?" Izuku hiccuped and rubbed his arm across his eyes, brushing away tears. "Can you teach me?"
"Some." Alec agreed, standing in place next to Izuku and blocking the path as the crosswalk turned green. "I was never a good Hero, Izuku. I preferred to be a medic. If I had to fight villains, I refused to fight them fair. The only time I took to the field, it was when things had gone terribly, terribly wrong."
The dragon wrapped one arm around the crying child and pulled Izuku against his side. The young Midoriya could feel the creature's ribs underneath its scales.
"I can give you the tools and teach you how to use them." Alec admitted as Izuku continued to silently sob against him. "But it will be up to others to teach you -when- to use them. Is that alright?"
"Yes!" Izuku nearly bawled. His heart felt like it was in a vice and his head felt like it was full of clouds.
Someone believed in him! Someone told him that his dream wasn't just some childish fantasy!
Izuku couldn't reach all the way around the dragon's torso to wrap it in a desperate hug but he tried.
He could do it! He -would- do it!
He was going to be a Hero!
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Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
Now, how much did the spy hear, and who is he working for? Nezu? All For One? The gubment? Endeavor? One of the other supervillains out there?
Czlyydwr Llrngwl
"Sell ya a door Learn gull," Czly/Celly for short
- Location
- Where the Beef is
- Pronouns
- Any
Is that Gran Torino following them, or some HPSC lackey? I'm doubting it's anything to do with the major villains, as the Shy Hasenpfeffereye are busy being stoned, Re-Destro has little to no reason to care about either of them, and AFO typically uses competent minions for intel gathering, meaning they don't get noticed so easily.
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HoldMyFOOF
Up to No Good
Oh boy, just wait until Alec (absentmindedly or deliberately) lets slip the fact he can Accidentially™ the planet in one or more ways!
Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
Should probably be "...but the present had still come from the past" because the future comes from the present, not the other way around.
My money is on it being Gran Torino
- Location
- Argentina
Or it could be a second Alec in disguise.
Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
In which case, he would have heard everything.
Though I don't think so. Otherwise, he would have stuck around the apartment complex to protect Eri instead of following himself.
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- Location
- Argentina
A lot harder to do without Perks and the Gamer System, but he still knows Ultima so he technically could do so with some effort and prep time.
Kinda sorta? Today is what tomorrow left behind when it ran ahead. On the other hand, it was built on the bones of the past.
Tenses on that one seemed to make sense when I wrote it, at least...
Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
Is time travel involved? If not, the present can't come from the future. That's just, y'know, how time typically works.
- Location
- Sweden
I mean that's true, but it's also true that the Future becomes the Present, so saying that the Present comes from the Future is still accurate.
Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
No, that's the other way around. The present never comes from the future. It becomes the future, so the future comes from the present.
Or he could touch the ground and transmute as much mass as he can into a black hole and let it fall into the Earth's nucleus.
It will be slow at first, but it will steadily devour Earth from within.
Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
There are lots of ways to destroy Earth, and even more ways to destroy all life on Earth, which have (for most practical purposes) basically the same effect, in the end.
He should still have Meteor in his repertoire, and only a single casting of that can pull a Chicxulub-level extinction event, if not worse, so there's that, at least.
Also, Wish can pull off any number of planet-destroying spells on its own. After all, Rockburst is only a 2nd level spell, and it can do it.
He should still have Meteor in his repertoire, and only a single casting of that can pull a Chicxulub-level extinction event, if not worse, so there's that, at least.
Also, Wish can pull off any number of planet-destroying spells on its own. After all, Rockburst is only a 2nd level spell, and it can do it.
MaimakteriAnn
(Verified Sleepy)
- Location
- Enormous And Round Terran Homeworld
- Pronouns
- She/Her/Dr
Hah. Izuku already understands why it's called least wish.
Tiny cinnamon bun needs a dragon-hug.
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Alec said others will teach Izuku when it's appropriate to use his spells, so Alec might teach Izuku spells similar to the Quirks of UA teachers. A student with the same power as their instructor(s) means better one-on-one tutoring, like how Kakashi Hatake was the best person to teach Sasuke Uchiha about his Sharingan.
=[True Strike] for Snipe.
=[Shout] for Present Mic.
=[Sleep] for Midnight.
=[Wall of Earth] and [Stone Shape] for Cementoss.
Yeah. Do like it.
Especially if he expans on Batman
"A bit translated for culture, but you could say that i work in the hero agency for one of the big three heroes of my world. He is quirkless. Yes, he is rich, and a genius. But he routinely has refused treatments to give him a quirk, as he believes that him being a symbol for the limits of the quirkless being a lie is more important than adding what would be a single tool to his toolsett"
Especially if he expans on Batman
"A bit translated for culture, but you could say that i work in the hero agency for one of the big three heroes of my world. He is quirkless. Yes, he is rich, and a genius. But he routinely has refused treatments to give him a quirk, as he believes that him being a symbol for the limits of the quirkless being a lie is more important than adding what would be a single tool to his toolsett"