Author : Sorry for disappearing so suddenly. I've rewatched MHA and I noticed many flaws in story like the plot holes and all so I decided to redo everything. The prologue remained the same but from his rebirth, this is a rewrite.
Instead of experiment and becoming already grown just to fit with the original cast, I've done it this way. The votes so far would still count for the development.
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[1st POV]
Children are assholes.
I learned that fact at the age of four.
"Hello, my name is Ryomen Sukuna. I am the incarnation of evil, the overlord of darkness and all that is villainous. Everyone thought I died on that fateful day but they were oh so wrong," I said, trying to sound dramatic and..evil? It was hard to pull off with my juvenile voice.
"But evil does not die!! I am reborn!!," I raised my hand and my voice grew higher, "And now I shall take over the world and shape reality as my evil heart desires,"
"..."
"...."
"That's awesome! It was way better than I thought!" the boy said with eyes glazing over with excitement, "I guess I shouldn't be surprised, you are Arata after all,"
I cringed at his words. My name was Kyouma Arata, and just because some dude in my family happened to be the biggest villain Japan had ever seen, I was often treated worse than others.
Among the children mostly because adults were more discreet and secretive in their disdain. They'd talk behind your back, tell their sons not to play with you or bad mouth your name but they didn't show their discrimination directly to me.
But children were children. They were honest, infuriatingly so.
"Now stand still Arata while I blast you with my explosions and save the day like a hero," Bakugo said with an evil grin that should not be on the face of a four-year-old.
We were in the children's park of Mustafa, playing hero/villain. Like always, I was made to be the villain due to my family's not-so-great history.
Some loud-mouthed parents talked badly about me to their children, so the rumour that I was a blood relative of Daigo Arata spread among my elementary class. The rumour has been successful in ruining my short life so far.
"I ain't standing still, that would be a disgrace to the great villain Sukuna who was able to beat All Might himself!!" I said, clenching my fist to show that I was prepared to throw hands.
I didn't give a fuck that I had not awakened my qurik as he had. If his explosion even came close to me, I would give him a purple eye. If that was not possible I would bite his hands.
"Liar! The only reason All Might failed was because he focused on saving civilians! He made sure no one died in the fight," Bakugo rebuked with a spike of anger.
"Your hero got owned, just accept that," I wouldn't know but I just wanted to piss him off.
He growled at me like an animal but he didn't do anything. He knew from experience not to charge at me. Before he awakened his oh-so-amazing quirk, he wouldn't even dare stand up to me.
In the end, he pointed at me and said, "Get him!!"
And then the two children beside him, one with devil wings and the other with elongated fingers came charging at me. I wasn't sure if I could take them both at the same time.
I needed to hurt them as much as I could. Children were crybabies, and a good punch to the solar plexus might discourage them enough to stop the fight immediately.
But before I could put my plan into action, a broccoli head appeared between us. The boy spread his arms protectively to defend me.
"K-Kacchan, that's enough," he said, his voice brittle like lego, "You shouldn't use your quirk to hurt others,"
"..."
We all stopped and stared at him for a while, some in disbelief and some in anger. I sighed and put my hand on his shoulder.
"You should've called a trusted adult instead," I said with a shake of my head.
Bakugo and his two underlings laughed out loud. They must find the situation absolutely hilarious because they were clutching their stomach as they laughed.
"Look at that Arata, your hero is a quirkless hero. How pathetic can you be?" Bakugo said while wiping his tears.
If children were assholes, Bakugo was the shit. Even among the bullies, he was the worst.
"I'm pretty sure there is no worse duo, a quirkless boy and a villain," Bakugo said and caught his own punch which released an explosion.
"Let's beat them up!!" he said and charged at us with a wide smile.
There were a few other kids in the park but they just watched instead of calling adults. Because if they do. they knew they would become a new target for Bakugo so they didn't bother.
The fight was not pretty for either team. The green-haired boy, Midori-something, was not much of a help. But he clung onto Bakugo's feet, begging him to stop fighting so that gave me enough time to deal with the other two kids.
The boy with devil wings could fly, but he was fat so he was slow. I just pinched his fat really hard and that made him give up real quick.
And the other boy, the one who had a quirk that left him elongate his fingers was not a tough nut to crack either. His quirk was only good for annoying the kids at the first bench while sitting on the last bench.
He was adamant about using his quirk even though it did not help in a fight. He couldn't even make a fist. I twisted his creepy long finger and that made him give up too.
Both of them lay on the ground, crying in pain. With that, 10% of the fight was over. The other 90% was Bakugo.
Bakugo was unlike most kids, he was like me, he was extraordinary. Or weird if I was brutally honest.
People often called me weird due to my maturity. Even my father said that I was unnaturally more mature than any kid he ever knew.
And Bakugo was...Bakugo. Giving up was not in his dictionary. He was a fight dog in the body of a boy.
"Loser!!" I screamed while I pushed him on his back. I quickly climbed on top of him and I sat on his stomach.
I pulled my arms back and started punching him while he was on the ground. He struggled for a little bit, trying to cover his face before he gave up on defending altogether.
His hand grabbed my face and they exploded. The shockwave nearly knocked me out. I even lost a shaky tooth because of the shockwave.
I grabbed both his wrists and pinned his hands on the ground. But that left no free hands for me so I had to get creative.
I threw my head down on Bakugo's face and started headbutting him. I didn't know who passed out first but we both did.
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When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a hospital room. I did not make a sound nor did I try to get out of bed.
Instead, I focused on the new memories I gained while I was unconscious. It was not complete as my undeveloped mind could still not hold hundreds of years of memories.
But I remembered enough to realize the situation.
A smile tugged at my face.
"All Might really got owned in the fight,"
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I'd appreciate if you throw some stones at my return.