The rain came down in sheets.
Wind howled through the narrow alleys of Tokyo like a beast on the hunt, drowning out the honking horns and neon chaos of the streets.
Ren Takashi didn't plan to die that day.
Hell, he didn't even feel like a good person.
But when he saw the trembling black cat stuck in the middle of the intersection, its fur soaked and its green eyes wide with terror as a truck barreled toward it—his body moved on instinct.
"Damn it," he muttered, rushing forward.
Time seemed to slow.
The truck's blinding headlights.
The cat's frozen body.
His legs pumping harder than ever before.
The screech of tires—too late.
And then…
Nothing.
No pain.
No sound.
Just black.
Warmth.
The first thing he felt after the void was a strange, soothing warmth wrapping around him like a blanket in the dead of winter.
His eyes fluttered open.
Ceiling...?
Ren stared blankly at the unfamiliar white ceiling above him, blinking slowly. The light was too clean. Sterile. It didn't flicker like the ceiling lights back in his tiny apartment.
Slowly, he sat up.
The room around him was pristine—high-tech monitors embedded in the walls, a softly humming machine to his right, and a large window letting in rays of sunlight that made the whole place glow.
Where the hell... am I?
His hand went to his chest.
No bruises.
No blood.
No wounds.
Just smooth, pale skin.
He swung his legs off the bed, and that's when he noticed the full-body mirror across from him.
"...What?"
His reflection stared back with golden eyes—deep, gleaming irises like melted coins. His hair, now jet black and tousled stylishly, framed a sharp, handsome face. His build was lean but muscular, almost too perfect.
He looked like a protagonist out of a manga.
No, wait…
His brows furrowed.
Why do I know this isn't my original body?
Memories flooded his mind like a tidal wave—strange, fragmented images of schools where students trained with powers… of explosive battles, of a symbol of peace with a massive grin, of chaos and heroism dancing hand in hand.
This is… My Hero Academia?
The realization hit like a punch to the gut.
Before he could process it further, a mechanical ding echoed in his mind.
[Quirk Creator System Booting…]
Ren froze.
"What… the hell?"
[User Recognized: Ren Takashi]
[Age: 16 | Status: Healthy]
[Initializing System Functions…]
[System Functions Available: Status – Create – Achievements – Battle Simulation]
He blinked. "Wait, what?"
[Welcome, Ren Takashi.]
[You have been granted the Quirk Creator System.]
[Your new life begins now.]
[Make it better. Make it yours.]
Ren stared into the mirror again, golden eyes gleaming with a mixture of awe and disbelief.
A laugh escaped his lips—low, smooth, and dangerously amused.
"Is this one of those 'I died and got isekai'd' situations?"
He paused. Then, a slow smirk spread across his face.
"Well then. Not bad."
He stood and took a few steps, testing the weight of this new body. Everything felt right—stronger, faster, smoother than anything he'd ever experienced before.
But there was something else, something bubbling just beneath the surface.
He could feel it.
Power.
Raw, infinite potential.
"System," he whispered. "Open Status."
[STATUS]
• Name: Ren Takashi
• Age: 16
• Quirk: None (Yet)
• Titles: Reincarnator, System User
• Attributes:
— Strength: C
— Agility: C
— Intelligence: B
— Charisma: A
— Luck: ???
• Affection Points: 0
• Hero Course Application: Pending
"Huh. Charisma A, huh?" Ren chuckled. "Figures."
A moment later, the door to the room clicked.
A nurse stepped in, a young woman with kind eyes and a clipboard. "Oh! You're awake. Thank goodness. You've been unconscious for two days. They found you passed out near Musutafu Park with no ID."
Ren gave her a dazzling smile, eyes softening just enough.
"I guess I just got lucky," he said warmly. "Thank you for taking care of me."
She blushed faintly. "O-of course! The doctor will be here soon, so just rest."
He nodded, and she left, flustered.
As the door shut, the smirk returned.
That part of him—calm, selfish, manipulative—it was awake now.
This wasn't Earth.
This was a world where strength ruled. Where quirks decided your worth.
And he had a system that let him create quirks.
A low chuckle bubbled up again.
"Let's make this life fun."
He looked to the window, sunlight glinting off his golden irises.
"Let's make it mine."
[New Quest Unlocked!]
[Quest: Begin Your Legend]
— Create your first original Quirk
— Gain admission into U.A. High
— Meet at least 3 canon characters
Rewards: 500 EXP – 1 Random Trait – Unlock: Relationship Tracker
"Oh-ho… we're doing this RPG style, huh?" Ren whispered.
"Alright then, System."
"Let's begin."