Chapter 1: The Chosen by Chaos
Floating in a dark space, I open my eyes. I couldn't see anything around me, except for the stars floating in this wonderful and infinite space. "Where am I?" I tried to speak, but no voice came out.
Trying to look at myself, I end up not seeing myself, which is strange, after all, I remember having a body. I was a human, if I'm not mistaken, with knowledge in various things, but strangely, I couldn't remember anything specific from my past life, like friends, family, or even loves. "Strange." I thought.
I stayed there, floating in that infinite space for I don't know how long. Maybe a minute, an hour, a day, or a week. It didn't really matter, actually.
But it was then that something seemed to have changed. I could see before my imaginary eyes the space shatter like glass and fragments flew around. From that place, something I couldn't understand came out and offered me its hand.
I should have been scared or afraid, after all, it's not every day that a horror beyond my comprehension appears, but strangely, I was calm, and in return, I extended a hand that didn't exist.
When I "touched" his hand, the space seemed for a second to have inverted its color, originating from us, and when all this happened, that illusion was broken, and now, in the place of that being, a mirror was located, reflecting a reflection unknown to me.
He had dark brown hair, almost black, a scruffy beard only at the tip of his chin, and wore rectangular glasses. He was wearing something that looked like a suit with a red tie. On his legs, there was a pair of loose blue pants.
"Is that... my reflection?" I thought, but then I shook my head, paying attention to the other thing in the mirror.
It looked like... a child on top of a capybara?
Taking my eyes off the mirror and looking to where she should be... there really was someone there, and I also realized. I had a body.
The child simply looked at me from atop their capybara, having to lift their eyes to meet my gaze, and said simply.
"Go and entertain me."
And when I realized, I was falling. Falling into a world I didn't know, to an unknown place, and when I landed... I was in my apartment, sitting, while watching television.
I was... Yuri Mondaiji. 27 years old. I worked as a Quirk counselor at a nearby school in the area, and I was currently considered someone with a mysterious Quirk, which no one knew how it worked.
Yuri's memories and personality blended with the only ones I had from my previous world, and when it was all over, I sat in my armchair, clutching my head.
"I know this world." I murmured to myself, realizing the kind of situation I had put myself in.
Looking at the television, I saw a report about a boy with green hair running to save another boy with blonde hair from a green slime, and that's how I could confirm.
I was in the damn world of My Hero Academia!
"Okay, no pressure." I said to myself. "It's not because you've never watched or been interested that you have to panic." Think about the little you know about the series and how you're going to survive.
I then started scribbling in a notebook I had about the information on the anime I had never seen.
It takes place in the future of Japan, has a protagonist who receives the power of the greatest hero in the world, and has a hero academy. Is that all? Okay, it's not much, but I think it's enough.
That kid said he wanted me to entertain him, but how?
It was then that my counselor brain gave me the idea. Or rather, the goal. I had to get into UA before the canon started and the boy entered.
I had to be your teacher, that was the only way.
And to achieve that, I had to trust that thing floating beside me.
[
Ding!
Achievement: Welcome to the other world!
You have just entered a new world and become the vessel of the Chaos Gacha for the entertainment of a god of Chaos.
Reward: 3 Random Gold Tier Tickets
Do you want to roll them? (Y/N)
]
Swallowing my saliva in suspense, I thought about it for a while. If I really wanted to do all this and change the history of a world I knew nothing about, I would click yes. But is this what I want?
…
Yes
[
Rolling Tickets…
]
The suspense began, and I could see an imaginary screen in my head, like a casino, and then it stopped, revealing…
[
You Obtained:
Sadism:
Elite Ability
"You are enjoying this far too much" Whenever you inflict damage on someone you recover a portion of the energy you spent to use the attack proportional to the amount of damage you dealt but at the same time, if you fail to inflict damage with an attack, the cost of it doubles.
]
Hmmmm. Useful, but dangerous. Next!!!
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Pugilist:
Elite Trait
You are natural in martial arts, how to move your body efficiently and powerfully comes as second nature to you. You learn and develop martial arts far faster and have a unique intuition when it comes to combat.
]
Okay? Is that very good? Let's see the last one.
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White Tiger Form:
Rare Ability
You are able to transform into a snow tiger or a hybrid, giving you enhanced senses, predatory instincts, natural weapons, and increased physical stats as well as the traits a white tiger might otherwise have
]
Okay… What the hell is this?
I think, but then I feel like collapsing to the floor. Quickly sitting up on the sofa, I feel my body changing, gaining things it never had before. I feel the knowledge settling within me about how to use these abilities.
Apparently, I could only use one at a time, so I left the [White Tiger Form] equipped, and just to test it, I went to my room and, for safety, took off all my clothes.
Taking a deep breath, I pressed my body and made it work, and I felt my body shrinking, but at the same time, becoming stronger, more agile, and more perceptive. When I looked around, everything seemed different. I could see the smallest details in everything.
In the mirror that was there, I saw myself in this new form. It was a tiger, about 1 meter tall, with black stripes adorning my white fur.
Soon, I decided to try something else, to transform into that half-form that spoke.
This one required more concentration, but with effort, I felt my body growing back and transforming. I felt my muscles increase in size and fur begin to grow on my arms and legs. My ears seemed to have been transformed, and I could feel something swaying on my back.
When I opened my eyes, I was still there, only my hair was now completely white and seemed to have grown longer, becoming wilder. My eyes were a stronger gold, unlike the dull gold before.
I seemed to have grown at least 5 or 10 centimeters taller, and now I didn't even need my glasses anymore. At the tips of my hands and feet, my fingers had transformed into paws, but focusing a little, I could make them look like human hands, though the fur still seemed to grow from them.
I stared at my whole body, appreciating its image. I don't think I was gay in my past life, but man… how good that I was born this way!
I decided to continue like this and get used to this form; after all, although [Sadism] seems strong, it doesn't seem like much on its own.
Grabbing my clothes, I tried to put them on, and realized they were quite tight, and I could feel that any muscle contraction would tear them. Well, except for the pants, thankfully.
After getting dressed, I checked the time and saw that 5 hours had already passed, and the sun had already begun to set.
I decided to grab my keys and walk around, enjoying the power I could feel.
Although I don't know what this Gacha might contain, in my past life I've read many stories, and I knew that regardless, I had something very good in my hands. Now, I just needed to learn how to use it and somehow get into U.A.
As I walk to the nearest market at this hour, I feel it would be best to organize myself with a to-do list of what I need to do.
The first and most important thing is to get into U.A. as a teacher, obviously, but for that, I have to do other things first, such as getting my "Quirk" license.
I also think it would be important for me to join some kind of gym or dojo to strengthen myself even more. To save money, especially since I don't live in Musutafu, the city where U.A. is located. It is located, and, most importantly, it's about getting more of these tickets.
The explanation for how to obtain them is quite vague, simply stating that "when you do something that impresses your god, you will be granted one." Or something like that.
But enough of that. Entering through the market entrance, I walk through and grab a basket. I start putting in some cheap groceries, like coffee powder, ready-made ramen, and other things, and finally, a cigarette kit.
Why, you ask? Honestly, I don't know, but both my earthly self and my other self apparently enjoyed doing this. They seemed to find it de-stressing.
I quickly pay for the things I bought and leave the place, but honestly, I don't know what to do now. I still had some time before it got completely dark, and honestly, I didn't want to get involved in trouble, especially now, since it could impact my future.
I then decided to look for a place to strengthen myself, and based on my memories, there was a kind of dojo about 3 blocks from my apartment, which was a godsend.
It didn't take long, and luckily for me, it was still open. Opening my phone, which now barely fits in my hands, I saw that it was already around 6 PM, but I went in anyway.
Inside, young people seemed to be training under the tutelage of an old man. He looked to be about 70 years old, but even so, I instinctively knew that his technique and strength were not to be underestimated. At that moment, I also stopped using my ability, and soon my half-tiger transformation faded.
The master seemed to notice me, giving me a small nod, but even so, he didn't stop helping these young people. Whatever they were going to be in the future, I knew that at least they had a good teacher.
"What do you want? Did you come to get one of the children?" After practice, the old man cornered me and started talking to me.
"Honestly? I came here to train." I tell him, my golden eyes hidden behind my glasses, observing him.
"Hoooooo… You?" He says, looking me up and down. "I didn't expect people your age to still be looking to learn something like this." He said, still staring at me.
"You know how it is, right? It's never too late to learn something new." I say, leaning back in my chair and smiling.
"But do you have the talent for this, kid? After all, the reason young people learn so much is because there's still room to cram these things into their heads." He tells me, clearly doubting me, but when I nod, he looks me up and down again and then says, "Okay, if you're so confident, how about wrestling me and letting me see if you really know anything."
"Okay then." I say, getting up from the chair. He nods and does the same, and we both go to the mat where the children were before. There were still some there, and curious about us, they came to watch us fight.
"Just so you know, I hope you don't use any Quirk you might have, understood." He says, preparing himself on the other side. And I, warming up here, nod. Even if he hadn't told me that, I wouldn't have done it; after all, from what I can see, he wants a test of skill, and skill is completely provided by the individual, not by any power they possess.
And even if you bring up the Trait I have involving martial arts, honestly it's much more like something I finally realized I had than something new. It's as if my body awakened a side it didn't even know existed.
"Haruto, come here and do the counting." Then the master says, calling the attention of a boy who was still there. He comes running and positions himself between us. This boy then, when he arrives, opens his arms, pointing the palms toward each of us, and finally says: "Th-This will be a fight between the sensei and the newcomer!" The one who makes the other touch any part of their body that isn't their feet on the ground or pushes them out of the arena wins! He then looks at each of us, waiting for our confirmation, and when he receives it, he steps back and then starts. "3... 2... 1... Start!"
Right after that, I then saw the sensei... disappear!? When I noticed, a palm was already flying directly toward my face, but I quickly dodged to the side, barely scraping by. It was a shame that I didn't see the one that connected with my stomach, making me expel the oxygen and a bit of saliva trapped in my body.
Acting quickly, I grab his outstretched arm that was about to be retracted, and I turn my body, leaving my back to him and pulling him over me. Noticing this, he took advantage of it to pass over and adjust himself, delivering another palm to my stomach and pushing me away.
Balancing myself, I stare at him a bit longer, and he just raises an eyebrow, provoking me. His bad luck was that I'm easy to provoke!
Taking two quick steps forward, I try to throw a left hook by rotating my body, but as I expected, he dodges the blow, making me still take advantage of the rotational force and launch a kick at him, which unfortunately ended up being blocked by his arm.
"Hooooo, how surprising." He says, still holding my leg which continued to exert force. With his other free hand, he tries to launch an attack against my leg, but I quickly pulled it away, causing him to miss. However, just like I did, he takes advantage of the force and jumps, kicking my face with his foot and slightly disorienting me. He doesn't miss that opening and starts attacking me incessantly with his palms, pressing and pushing me more and more.
I try to block some every now and then, but if I block one with an arm, it seems like two come from the other side, and then I start to lose my footing, and soon I'll be at the edge of the mat. I had to somehow do something before the fight ended!
In the midst of the attacks, I take a deep breath and focus on each of his movements. Suddenly, the whole world seemed a little slower, but the relentless attacks continued. It was then that, before everything ended, I realized. He had a certain pattern, and the perfect moment to attack him was... on the third hit of that combo!
I then, seeing where the blow was going to connect, stopped defending with my right hand and grabbed the palm. He seemed surprised by that, but I wasn't done yet. Deciding to use his own technique against him, my left palm flies toward him with precision to the arm he was holding.
But before he could connect, the old man jumps and pulls himself with the trapped arm, doing a two-footed flying kick to my face, making me let go and throwing me out of the arena.
"The newcomer lost!" Victory for Tenohi-sensei! The boy says.
Running my hand over my nose, I see a bit of blood trickling from it, but that wasn't what worried me. I ended up losing! What a bummer!
Fortunately, before those negative feelings took over, Tenohi-san said, "Get up," and I ended up obeying. "You know, for someone your age, you seem to have practiced something like this before." But if not, you have talent, kid. I wonder where you were when you were younger." He says, giving a small laugh.
"Well, I said that." But unfortunately, that was my defeat." I say, still a bit tense.
"Well, but not every defeat is the end, kid." You proved to me that you can really fight, and you surprised me quite a bit. How about that? "After the kids' usual time, will you come train with me?" He says, and it makes me widen my eyes.
"Of course, Tenohi-sensei!"
And that's how I took my first steps toward becoming the teacher of a chaotic class.