Hunter X Hunter
Gon Freecss had come a long way.
The Greed Island game had ended, and with it, he had finally obtained the Accompany Card—the key to meeting his father. It was supposed to be a moment of triumph, a long-awaited reunion after years of searching. But Gon knew better.
Jing Freecss was not in a safe place. If he used the card recklessly, he could end up in a battlefield far beyond his capabilities. That hesitation had kept him back. He needed to be stronger.
But now, standing atop the cliffs of Whale Island, with the ocean winds brushing against his face, he knew—the time had finally come.
He had won against One-Tail Naruto.
It was not an easy battle. The Jinchūriki's chakra cloak, the monstrous speed and strength, the devastating Rasengan attacks—they had nearly crushed him. But Gon had discovered a new path, a way to bring his future power into the present through a vow, similar to Kurapika's Chain Jail.
At first, it seemed like an impossible sacrifice. The original vow demanded everything—his Nen, his very ability to fight, for a temporary surge of power. It had worked against Pitou in another timeline, but it had also destroyed him.
But the Heroes Chat Group had given him a way around it.
Instead of sacrificing everything, Gon had learned how to sacrifice time itself.
By making a vow to sacrifice one year of his potential growth, he could bring forward his future power—without losing Nen permanently. It was an optimized version of his vow, an ability he had named:
Future's Might.
With this, he had pushed past his limits and defeated One-Tail Naruto, proving that he had what it took to face whatever dangers lay ahead.
Aside from his new vow, there was another reason Gon was stronger than ever before—his body had finally entered its growth spurt.
Training under Toriko's food-based techniques, Gon had adapted to Food Honor, a powerful discipline that forced his body to grow and evolve rapidly by constantly consuming nutrient-rich, powerful foods.
Gon was already a beast in combat. But now?
His muscles had thickened, his height had increased, and his raw physical strength had skyrocketed. He had the body of a hunter forged by battle and the energy of a warrior constantly consuming power-packed meals.
He clenched his fist, feeling the familiar Nen aura crackling around his skin. The energy was denser, sharper, refined by months of relentless training in the Chat Group's Virtual Reality battles. He had fought ninja, cultivators, warriors of all kinds, constantly pushing himself to the brink of death and beyond.
And now, he was ready.
Using the Accompany Card, Gon and Killua found themselves not with Ging, but standing before a familiar figure—Kite.
The seasoned hunter had been traveling in Kakin, conducting field research. Upon seeing Gon and Killua, he smiled knowingly.
"You were looking for Ging, weren't you?" Kite asked, crossing his arms as he observed the two boys.
Gon's face lit up with excitement. "You've met him?"
Kite nodded. "He's waiting for you."
For a moment, Gon felt his heart race. This was it. The journey he had started so long ago was nearing its final goal.
But then, something inside him stirred—a hesitation.
"No," Gon said suddenly, clenching his fists.
Kite raised an eyebrow. "No?"
"I'll find him myself," Gon declared. "With my own strength. That's what I decided."
A silence settled between them before Kite laughed softly. He stepped forward, ruffling Gon's hair like an older brother.
"You really are Ging's kid," Kite said with amusement. "Alright then. Let's see where your instincts take you."
And that was when Gon's phone vibrated.
A notification flashed across his screen, marking a new mission from Naruto:
"Save the King of the Chimera Ants and form an alliance."
Gon's eyes widened as he read the words.
Killua, peering over his shoulder, whistled. "That's… insane."
Kite, noticing their sudden change in expression, frowned. "What is it?"
Without hesitation, Gon showed him the message.
Kite's expression darkened as he read the details. "The Chimera Ants... If you got this mission here, that means they've already begun appearing in this region."
Killua narrowed his eyes. "So you were already investigating them?"
Kite nodded. "There have been reports. Unconfirmed, but disturbing. If it's true that an intelligent Chimera Ant King is being born… then this is bigger than any of us realize."
Gon's grip tightened on his phone. "Then we need to act now."
Kite looked at him, evaluating the young hunter's determination. "If this is your mission… then I'll go with you."
A slow, determined smile spread across Gon's face. "Then let's go."
And with that, the course of history shifted—for the first time, the King of the Chimera Ants was about to meet his savior instead of his executioner.
Hero Academia:
The roar of the crowd filled the U.A. Sports Festival stadium, their cheers echoing like thunder. Izuku Midoriya stood at the center of the arena, his chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths. The scoreboard displayed his name at the very top—Champion. First Place.
But victory had never been the goal. Becoming stronger was.
He had completely dominated every match, his opponents never standing a chance. Not because they were weak, but because he had become too strong.
And it was all thanks to the Heroes Chat Group.
For the past six months, Izuku had trained harder than ever before, guided by some of the strongest warriors from across worlds.
Naruto had been his greatest teacher. The shinobi had an unnatural ability to understand power systems from different worlds, and when he learned the true nature of One For All, his excitement had been infectious.
"Izuku, your quirk isn't just about strength—it's about evolution."
Through Naruto, Izuku discovered that One For All was more than just raw power. It had abilities from its previous users, waiting to be unlocked. And now, he had mastered them.
Raw Power Enhancement– One For All had always been about stockpiling power, but with Naruto's training, Izuku had learned how to control and refine it.No longer did he break his bones from using 100%—his body had finally adapted, allowing him to unleash full power at will. Gearshift– This ability let him change the speed of anything he touched.Under Naruto's guidance, he had learned to combine it with instant acceleration techniques, allowing him to move so fast that even some of the fastest heroes couldn't react in time. Fa Jin– This ability stored kinetic energythrough repetitive motion, allowing him to release it all at once for devastating attacks. Naruto had pushed him to combine it with his strongest punches, turning them into one-hit finishers. Danger Sense– Naruto had compared this to his own battle instincts, helping Izuku refine it to react to danger before it even happened.
All of these, combined with training under Toriko's Food Honor techniques, had made him unstoppable. His body had grown stronger, more durable, and his stamina had reached inhuman levels.
Every match had ended almost instantly.
Izuku was too fast, too strong, too experienced. His classmates had trained hard, but they were not prepared for what he had become.
Todoroki's ice shattered before it could even reach him. With Gearshift, Izuku moved faster than the ice could spread, and one Fa Jin-enhanced punch had sent Todoroki flying out of the ring before he could even use his flames.
Bakugo had charged in with explosive rage, only to be stopped mid-air. Izuku had touched him and used Gearshift, slowing him down to a crawl before flicking him away with a single finger.
Iida's speed was meaningless, Kirishima's durability was useless, even the pro heroes watching were left speechless.
By the end of the festival, everyone knew it.
Izuku Midoriya had transcended.
The stadium shook with the roaring cheers of the audience. Everyone—heroes, students, and spectators alike—was on their feet, celebrating the undisputed victor of the U.A. Sports Festival.
At the very center of the podium stood Izuku Midoriya, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths as he tried to process the overwhelming emotions surging through him.
And before him, standing tall with his cape billowing slightly in the wind, was All Might.
For the first time in a long while, the Symbol of Peace was at a loss for words.
"Young Midoriya..." All Might began, his voice softer than usual. He looked at the boy who had once been quirkless, the boy who had struggled so desperately just to keep up with his peers. But now, before him stood a warrior—a young man who had shattered all expectations, dominating every match with overwhelming strength, speed, and technique.
This wasn't the same timid boy who had cried the first time he used One For All.
This was a hero in the making.
"You..." All Might's usual confident grin faltered for a brief moment, before returning with genuine pride. "You have grown faster than I ever could have imagined."
Izuku's eyes widened slightly.
"Your power... your control... it's beyond anything I had expected at this stage." All Might let out a chuckle, though it was filled with disbelief. "To think that just six months ago, you were struggling to control even 5% of One For All..." His voice trailed off as he shook his head.
The truth was—Izuku's progress was nothing short of monstrous.
He had trained under Naruto, under Toriko, and had pushed himself beyond every single limit. With their guidance, he had unlocked abilities that even All Might had never tapped into.
Gearshift. Fa Jin. Danger Sense. Smokescreen. Blackwhip.
And of course, the raw, overwhelming power of One For All itself.
Each match had been one-sided, every opponent had been swept aside like an afterthought. Todoroki, Bakugo, everyone—none of them could even force Izuku to go all out.
And now, standing before him, All Might couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
Pride. Shock. A hint of fear.
"Young Midoriya..." All Might stepped forward, placing the championship medal around his successor's neck. His large hand rested on Izuku's shoulder as he looked at him with absolute sincerity. "You've proven today that you are more than just my successor. You are on the path to becoming one of the greatest heroes this world has ever seen."
Izuku swallowed hard, his heart hammering in his chest.
"But..." All Might continued, his voice suddenly becoming serious. "You must not let power cloud your heart. Strength alone does not make a hero. A true hero..." He squeezed Izuku's shoulder slightly, "protects, inspires, and uplifts others."
Izuku nodded firmly, his grip tightening on the medal.
"I understand, All Might." His emerald eyes shone with determination. "And I swear—I'll use this power to protect everyone."
For a brief second, All Might saw a reflection of himself—the same fire, the same unwavering conviction that had once driven him.
"I know you will, Young Midoriya."
With that, All Might stepped back and raised his arm high, his booming voice echoing through the arena.
"Everyone! Let us celebrate the Champion of U.A. Sports Festival—Midoriya Izuku!"
The crowd erupted in cheers.
Izuku stood tall, the weight of victory—and responsibility—settling upon his shoulders.
He had reached a new level.
But deep inside, he knew—this was just the beginning.
After the festival, the U.A. students gathered for one of the most anticipated moments of their journey—choosing their hero names.
Everyone was buzzing with excitement. Some had been dreaming of this moment for years, while others were still struggling to come up with something that truly represented them.
As one student after another presented their chosen names, Izuku sat silently, gripping his pen tightly.
His mind raced.
He had grown. He had pushed past limits that once seemed impossible. He had learned from Naruto, Toriko, and his chat group mentors. He had embraced his power.
But what kind of hero name would truly represent him?
Would it be something grand? Something powerful?
His eyes fell on his notebook, filled with years of hero analysis and strategies.
Then he thought back to his past.
To the time when Bakugo had first called him Deku in mockery.
To the time Ochako had told him that Deku sounded less like an insult and more like "You can do it!"
And now, he wasn't just some underdog struggling to keep up.
He had trained with legends. He had defeated One-Tailed Naruto. He had won the Sports Festival without breaking a sweat.
Deku was no longer an insult. It was proof of his journey.
With a small smile, Izuku finally wrote down his hero name.
When it was his turn to present, he stepped forward, shoulders squared, voice clear.
"My hero name is..." He held up his whiteboard for all to see—
"Deku."
For a moment, the room was silent. Some students blinked in surprise, while others grinned, already knowing what that name meant to him.
Aizawa gave a slight nod of approval.
Ochako beamed. "I knew it! That name really suits you!"
Bakugo scoffed, but a hint of grudging respect flashed in his eyes.
Izuku grinned, feeling a surge of determination.
This was it.
This was his name.
Not as an insult. Not as a mockery.
But as a symbol of the hero he was destined to become.
Izuku sat alone in his room, staring at his phone screen. The message from Naruto had just arrived, and his heart pounded as he read it again.
"Unite the world of heroes and villains. Conquer them as their overlord in the light or in the shadows. The world needs to be united. You are strong enough to begin this mission now."
His breath hitched.
This was no ordinary task. It wasn't just about becoming a hero anymore—it was about reshaping society itself.
For so long, he had trained under Naruto, learning more than just how to fight. He had learned about power, leadership, and control. He had learned that heroes and villains were just labels, and the true difference was who held the power to dictate justice.
And now, Naruto had chosen him for this mission.
Izuku clenched his fists, his eyes burning with determination.
"Unite the world... Conquer them..."
Would he do it as a beacon of light, making the world willingly follow him?
Or would he rule from the shadows, bending both heroes and villains to his will?
Izuku didn't hesitate. He knew what he had to do.
He pulled up a new screen on his phone, accessing the chat group network.
The first phase of his plan was simple: identify the strongest forces in the world, heroes and villains alike.
There were key individuals he needed to bring under his banner—willingly or otherwise.
Heroes like Endeavor, Hawks, and even All Might's successor candidates.
Villains like Shigaraki, Dabi, and the remnants of All For One's empire.
And then there were those in between—the ones like Stain, who already sought a different kind of justice.
"First, I need information." Izuku thought, opening his network of contacts.
Within moments, encrypted messages were sent. He would soon know who could be turned, who needed to be broken, and who would serve as examples.
As he leaned back in his chair, a dark yet exhilarating thought filled his mind.
This wasn't about being a symbol of peace anymore.
This was about becoming the force that controlled peace itself.
And soon, the world would belong to him.