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Smacking his hand on the elevator button Izuku let out a small growl. Stupid fucking machinery. Haven't changed a fucking thing since the dawn of quirks. Knocking his head gently on the elevator door he sighed. It wasn't as if he had really done anything to change that either. In all his 200 years on this earth he had never exactly considered making a difference. He lived through the quirk wars for fucks sake. Sometimes you just need a break. Which is what made the situation he was in even more shitty. After 200 years of sitting on his ass living out his best immortal life as an extremely small teenager and cultivating his analysis he had decided to make a difference.
Become a pro hero or whatever shitty name they had given themselves. Idiots all of them. The only real reason he was here was because that brat All for One had his stupid fucking rivalry with the most prestigious prick in the universe and as much as he loved the free entertainment he didn't exactly want to see his oldest friend kill Nana's successor.
Which was coincidentally what brought him out of his apartment and onto the streets of Musutafu in search of the newest hero school.
He was told it was called UA. He didn't really give a shit, you kind of stop listening when you have all the time in the world. However the smartest being on the planet was headmaster there and like hell if he was gonna pass up the chance to meet him. And maybe beat some sense into the airhead that decided teaching was a good way to find a successor. Like bitch favouritism much? If I've learned literally anything from seeing you all these years it's that you're gonna just abandon all the other little shits you're supposed to be teaching in favour of your precious quirk holder. At least I have a fucking teachers license.
Humming a song from the pre-quirk era (if he's not gonna remember them who is?) he made his way to the steps of UA.
Where he was stopped. By a fucking wall of all things. Becuase after 200 years on this earth the one barrier that stood in the way of the first real goal he had in decades happened to be a fucking wall. Becuase of course it was. Taking a deep breath and fighting the urge to just give up he raised his arm and knocked. Nothing happened. Ok, were not going home this early, we have to meet Nedzu. He's a genius he can probably see me. Huh, I wonder what he thinks of what looks like a 16 year old child knocking on his impenetrable wall.
He pulled at the corner of his shirt that extremely appropriately said 'school uniform'. In all his 200 years on this earth he had decided that this, was absolutely the peak of comedy. But regardless he was now locked out of UA, didn't have an audience with the rat, and was thoroughly pissed off. But he couldn't give up. He knew if he didn't find the motivation now he'd never do it.
So he tipped his head to the sky and screamed what he thought would hopefully work. "NEDZU LET ME IN RIGHT THIS MOMENT YOU LITTLE SHIT. I KNOW ABOUT ALL FOR ONE. I KNOW ABOUT ALL MIGHT'S QUIRK. I JUST WANNA TALK." He paused panting slightly. Holy shit does my throat ache. Haven't raised my voice in what? 20 years? Damn that hurts. How does that voice hero do it? Wait someone could have heard that. He turned slightly red with embarrasment. Being immortal does not infact exclude you from the mortal feeling of embarrassment.
He was startled from his thoughts by the sound of the gate opening. Grinning feraly to himself he stepped over the threshold. Watch out UA. I'm here to fuck up your lives.