Spacetime Anomaly: MHA Fanfic

Chapter 2.1: New Start

After thoroughly convincing his mother to at least give him the chance to prove his resolve, Monday had rolled around and it was time for Izuku to visit his kindergarten for the last time. Today, he would see the faces of all those that mercilessly bullied and harassed him in his past life one last time, and would begin his new life of endless self-improvement thereafter.

Silence, eerily tense and humorlessly grim silence followed Izuku from the moment he woke up to the moment he left the car with his mother, as he wished he didn't have to do this. But he couldn't avoid this step if he wanted to become better. He had already resolved to stand up for himself and discard that worthless and useless mentality he had before dying.

At last, the most stressful part came as Inko left her son in the care of his soon-to-be former kindergarten supervisor's care. Right away, like moths drawn to a flame, the same old group of people that antagonized him made their way over to him as if following some sort of natural law. The leader of this group, an ash-blond hair toddler with spiky hair just a tad taller than Izuku, boisterously greeted Izuku by asking, "Heard you paid a visit to the Quirk Doctor."

He grinned, "So why don't you tell us what your quirk is? Obviously, it won't be cooler than mine!"

Izuku was mildly humored as he found not a trace of malice in the blond's voice. Sure he was aggressive, but that was probably a side effect of his Quirk on his personality. He realized that the boy would probably immediately change his mannerisms after he heard the news, so with an everlasting grin, Izuku said, "Good morning Kacchan, It turns out I don't have a Quirk."

Before the gasps of shock had even quieted down in the room, Izuku continued, "Apparently, I'm part of the 20% of the population who are Quirkless. The doctor said so, since I have two joints in my pinky toes..."

Amidst the silence that pervaded the room, as it was just too rare for someone of the newest generation to be Quirkless, an incomparable obnoxious chortle reverberated. "HAHAHA, so you don't even have a quirk? HA, how are you going to be a hero now? You useless! Deku! Hahaha..."

"I'll figure that out later. For now," Izuku ignored the laughter that followed from his ex-best friend's prompt as he eyed the boy dangerously, "I'm leaving this place to get homeschooled." Just then, he saw his mother peering through the door with a crestfallen look in her eye, so he promptly concluded his message by saying, "This is my final goodbye to you Kacchan," then after glaring at every single person that made fun of him today, he said, "and to the rest of the class as well."

Waving his hands without even turning back to see them in what seemed to be overt arrogance, Izuku said, "I only wish the best for you all..."

…

Time began to evade Izuku after leaving kindergarten. He thought it would take an eternity for another ten years to pass, for him to make insane gains when it came to exploiting his abilities. But reality never abided by anyone's thoughts; more often than not, it seemed like it was geared to subvert expectations.

Still, Izuku had the advantage of coming to the past, not just with a spectacular ocular ability, but also with his memories and experiences of learning academics to the top of junior high level intact. As a four-year-old with the mental acuity of a fourteen-year-old, he simply had no need to study for the next ten years; a brief review of topics unseen would do just fine. But Izuku didn't limit himself to such narrow thinking. He planned to be at the very least comparable to a university student by the time he returned to his four-teen-year-old self, if not a level higher.

If there was any benefit to being Quirkless before he committed suicide it's that he had forced himself to perform superior to his peers, since even if he couldn't cultivate odd powers he could still better his mind. If it was put in a much barer light, the truth was Izuku had a gifted mind. The only reason he wasn't the top student and only ranked among the top five before he traveled back in time was his obsession with heroism. With the overwhelming majority of his focus spent on studying heroes while he still thought he had a chance of becoming one himself, his studies only dropped out of first place and stood stubbornly among the top five.

Now, Izuku naturally wouldn't redo all his hero analysis as time would prove that he was in an exact copy of the world he once inhabited as a Quirkless; a copy from ten years in the past. The same heroes rose and fell as they did in his first life. He would place at least half his focus on deducing the nature and limits of his non-Quirk-like ability, but with the rest of his time spent on studying there was hardly a doubt that he be unable to reach his goal in ten years time.

The first couple of days Inko left him alone to study and sustain himself at home were nerve-wracking to both Midoriyas for different reasons. But, after a week passed with not a single incident, the Midoriya family slowly started to adopt this routine as normal. Izuku did his best to not be too blatant in revealing his extraordinary circ.u.mstances. He didn't instantly jump to high school level academics which were foreign to him and instead started off from primary school level like anyone around his age. He planned to "learn" at a constantly increasing pace over the ten-year deadline he had set for himself and with the material at the moment being beyond easy to him, he focussed most of his attention on understanding his ability.

Every day, he would dedicate an hour or two into testing his ocular ability and after a couple of weeks passed by and he could say without a doubt that he thoroughly understood the nature of his ability, he dubbed it "Spacial Awareness." Spacial Awareness was like a muscle in that it needed to be exercised if Izuku wanted to make any improvements and nothing proved the claim more than the fruits of his labor. Where he could previously only use the ability for a minute at max, after months of constant exercise, he could hold his Spacial Awareness for upwards of five minutes under ideal conditions.

As he restarted life as a mere four-year-old, Izuku didn't have much to do aside from studying. His freedom was also limited as he couldn't just leave and wander the streets; not when villain strikes occurred daily. He feared he wouldn't even be able to ask for help if something were to happen to him, so until he grew a bit older, he would only leave the house if it was to accompany his mother. All in all, it was the most normal aspect of his abnormal situation.

…

One day, about half a year into his new life Izuku just so happened to look at his reflection in the mirror in his house while his Spatial Awareness was active. He was training the skill as he would any other day, but this was the first time he actually chanced open what he himself would look like during its period of activation.

Just like any other person that crossed his sight while Spatial Awareness was active, Izuku's form was composed entirely of vertices and nodes. The only major difference was that his small body somehow possessed the most points he had seen in any object. More strikingly, however, was the odd change in his eyes which Izuku only now realized happened when he activated his ability.

He thought it a miracle that his mother had not once managed to change a glimpse of his irregular eyes as they changed from glowing emeralds into golden splendor. The reflection of the vertices and nodes he could see in reality flaked and crisscrossed like flakes making it look like his irises were made like golden tinted snow globes.

Izuku conducted many tests and formed a flurry of hypothesis which took several days to confirm but at the end of it all, it seemed that this discovery brought both good and bad news. Sadly, he discovered that over time, as he expended the time he could use Spatial Awareness, the intensity of his piercing eyes slowly dimmed. Not only would villains be able to tell when he was using his ability when he became a hero, but the more attentive villains would be able to tell when he was straining himself or at his limits simply by looking at his eyes.

Though for all the bad this discovery brought, it gave Izuku a method to better understand his progress. As he continued to grow and develop his ability, his golden eyes also changed to give Izuku a clearer picture of how far he was coming along.

When he turned five-years-old, his black-hole-like pupils began to shift into cat-like vertical slits. His Spatial Awareness was evolving subtly but it would take a bit more time before Izuku would figure out in exactly what way. The only thing he could tell was that his time limit and the time it took to recover was inversely increasing. Where he initially could only sustain Spatial Awareness for one minute, as he approached six-years-old, his limit grew to a third of an hour. Moreover, if he used his ability in a controlled fashion and stopped before nearing his limit, he could recover completely before half an hour passed.

In this time Izuku figured out that his ability was probably growing not just through exercise but because of his body's growth as well. When he began to add physical conditioning to his daily regiment, he understood just how right the assumption was as his ability began to grow exponentially faster. He had been planning to condition his body a bit later to minimize the risk of stunting his growth, but after seeing the results of mild physical training first hand, Izuku grew impatient.

When he turned seven-years-old, it seemed like his Spatial Awareness had completely m.a.t.u.r.ed as his eyes finalized their transformation and his time limit reached a bottleneck of an hour. At first, he thought this was naturally the limit of his ability's growth, that or he had trained to the limit of what his body could withstand. But after another serendipitous attempt to test his ability something mystical happened; something utterly frightening. His powers evolved…