Systematic Shinobi: Multiverse Mayhem - Chapter 17.1 (Patreon)

"…Oh…." was all the woman could say, "Are…you going to kill us too?"

She looked like she was seconds away from shitting herself honestly. Good on her for having the balls to actually speak up though he supposed. Actually, she was pretty cute. With deep brown hair held up in a smart ponytail cute chocolate brown eyes, dressed in a snazzy blue suit.

'Maybe I should pick up a few nice stylish suits for myself while I'm here?' Daiki thought idly, even as he shrugged, "Nah, I only killed those guys because they pissed me off majorly."

An understatement actually. He was so pissed off he would have thrown hands with Six Paths Madara to get through and slaughter those pieces of trash.

"Oh…" she swallowed heavily and inched closer a little bit, "You wouldn't be open…to a small interview would you? I'm sure people would love to know why've went through the actions you have."

Reporters sure were predictable. Despite the fear of him she felt, Daiki could see the excitement in her eyes too. He didn't even need the Shinku-Sharingan to read her thoughts, they were as plain as day on her face.

'A massive scoop!'

Well, why not? This was probably live and going to be broadcasted. He could have some fun with this.

And fuck with literally everyone.

"Looking for a big scoop huh?" Daiki snorted, before shrugging, "Sure, go for it I've got nothing to hide. It's not like anyone here can stop me anyway."

She blinked, "…R-really?" she asked, disbelievingly.

"Yeah, sure like I said, go for it." Daiki nodded.

"Oh okay…" she shook her head, before practically teleporting to the seat opposite him that was how fast she jumped into action in her excitement, "So then, what is exactly is your name? How old are you really? Care to expand on what you said about nobody being able to stop you?"

He shrugged, "My name is Daiki and I'm thirteen years old," the teenager replied, "And I meant exactly what I said. There is not a single person or a group of people on this entire planet that can stop me from doing whatever the hell I want. Even if All Might was in his prime and had All For One backing him up alongside every hero in Japan, hell the entire world, you guys wouldn't be able to stop me."

"That's….that's quite the statement," her mouth opened and closed multiple times as she gaped at him. Before she swallowed, looking him up and down, her eyes specifically lingering on his shoulders and collarbone peaking out of his tank top, "Thirteen….really?" she asked disbelievingly.

"Yup." Daiki shrugged.

"….What possesses a thirteen year old boy to kill like you just did?" she asked next, biting her lip, "What did these Yakuza you spoke of do to anger you so much?"

Daiki hummed in thought for a second, before smirking, "I could tell you, but how about I show you instead?" he said in return, scarlet eyes glowing.

"Show me ho-" she began, only to stop and her eyes widening as the same projected illusion he showed Lemillion earlier appeared in the air between them.

Showing the horror that Eri had to endure, straight to her. And by proxy, everyone being broadcasted to on the other side of the camera.

"Oh…oh god." the reporter lady went completely green and looked like she was about to vomit. she looked away, clutching her mouth as if to prevent herself from vomiting. And the cameraman was no better.

Yeah, it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Yeah, that's why I decided to kill Overhaul and his groupies," Daiki helpfully added, not at all caring that he'd just shown a little girl being un-made and remade over and over again to probably the entirety of Japan, "And I figured since I'm already on the shit list and considered a villain, I may as well go kill that other piece of trash All For One before going on my way."

"Do…do you have a connection to him?" the reporter turned back, still cupping her mouth a bit and looking sick to her stomach, "You've used multiple powers from what we've seen. Absurd physical ability, that storm and lightning dragon. That shock wave from earlier and now that…that image you just showed us, do you have m-"

"Multiple quirks?" Daiki finished for her, an amused smile on his face, "Technically I do have multiple quirks. But I actually just picked up the extra there. I took Overhaul's quirk using his own quirk to transfer his quirk factor to me, and to test it out I used it to take the quirk of that idiot who exploded as well. But otherwise no, I've got no connection to that trash. He could only wish to be related to someone as awesome as me, no I just come from a special place that trains people like me."

Now then, time to hoodwink literally everyone for fun. With the most bullshit thing he could think of.

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'I should be out there, doing something. Helping people.' he grimaced, teeth grinding together in sheer frustration.

His hands were wrapped tightly around his phone, as if praying for someone to call him. But, it remained frustratingly silent.

All he, All Might Could do was watch the news report in front of him alongside the other teachers within the staff room.

"Multiple quirks?" the boy on the screen had an amused tilt to his lips as he responded, "Technically I do have multiple quirks. But I actually just picked up the extra there a little bit ago. I took Overhaul's quirk using his own quirk to transfer his quirk factor to me, and to test it out I used it to take the quirk of that idiot who exploded as well. But otherwise no, I've got no connection to that trash. He could only wish to be related to someone as awesome as me, no I just come from a special place that trains people like me."

"Going by the images shown of what was done to that poor girl, we can safely assume the man shown was indeed this Overhaul the boy speaks off," Principal Nezo noted, almost clinically, but the way he had his small white paws clasped tightly together tensely, "A quirk that allows for the manipulation of biology of some sort, and going by this boys words, he forced the man somehow to use his own quirk to transfer his own quirk factor to him."

Toshinori resisted the urge to growl in frustration. That poor little girl, she went through all that while he was completely unaware of her suffering, like a fool! How long had she suffered like that? All alone? With nobody to save her.

'Pathetic All Might, simply pathetic!' he cursed his weakness. He was well aware of his limitations and that he could not save everyone. Not even close. That did not change the fact he resented the fact he had been completely ignorant of that girls situation and did nothing.

While a young boy had to bloody his hands in his place to save the girl. Even if he did not seem to care about what he'd done to those evil people. To think someone of such an age would be forced to carry out such a thing, it was deplorable!

"What do you mean people like you?" the reported asked the boy.

Daiki shrugged, continuing to smirk in amusement, "Just that," he replied, "I'm not really from here to be honest."

"…Like from Japan?" the reporter asked.

"This world," he replied instantly, to the womans shock going by how her eyes widened in disbelief, "I suppose you could say a while back someone used a rather powerful quirk to create a completely different dimension, and I and my people come from there."

"…Fascinating…" Nezu muttered.

"That's a bit far fetched," Vlad shook his head, "It might just be a kid telling tall tales."

"This same kid just murdered a full gang of Yakuza," Aizawa retorted, gaze totally serious as he stared at the broadcast, "And then beat a full squad of pro heroes without moving an inch. Why would someone with this kind of power, kid or not need to make up something like that? It's completely illogical. Look at him, he's completely uncaring of this being broadcasted, not even an ounce of excitement in his body language."

Murdered, huh?

Toshinori's fists clenched so hard the phone in his grasp creaked despite his weakened form. Was it really? After seeing what was done to that poor girl, could it even be called that? Despite the boys brutality.

No, the law was the law unfortunately, and it was indeed murder. No matter how justified.

"Another dimensions…that's quite farfetched…" the reporter pointed out, and nothing else. She was quite clever, not saying anything for one way or another and allowing the boy to fill the blanks in himself, "What kind of person could have done such a thing? What is his name?"

"Her actually, she goes by Kaguya Otsutsuki, or went by at least," the boy shrugged, "She had the power to take quirks somehow from what I know, just like that All For One twat. And she basically gathered up a bunch of followers and others to bring into this new dimension of hers a few hundred years ago, and took all the best quirks for herself and expanded the dimension. Made it into quite the place, bigger even than this planet and wanted to rule over it as some god queen or whatever. Of course she got usurped by her children and dealt with, and all her followers split up into different factions."

Another one just like All For One? And by all accounts, one who have been massively more successful than him? What the boy said was absolutely mind boggling!

"That…is quite the story," the reporter pointed out, "And I would love to hear more about it, but what does this have to do with what you said about training people like you?"

"Exactly that, all the factions have been fighting for hundreds of years now, forming their own nations and military," the boy Daiki merely shrugged, "I'm from what we call the Land of Fire, the most powerful and prosperous of the nations that formed. And from a young age, warriors of the nation like myself are trained starting from our toddler years, and upon graduating our training, we become fully fledged warriors of the nation and fight to promote the supremacy of our nation."

All Might eye's widened in realisation and horror, "Child soldiers?!" he hissed in outrage, standing up from his seat.

How despicable. Such utter evil!

Not just him though, if what the boy said was true then-

"Entire nations built on the backs of child soldiers actually it would seem," Nezu growled, furious himself. It was a rare time in which the principal was close to loser his temper, "The way so he casually spoke of killing, the ease at which he did so and defeated those heroes with such ease, if that is the norm where he is from….if they have their eyes on our world too…."

"Oh…and you said something about not even All Might being able to stop you?" the reporter asked, eyes wide.

No doubt she was clocking on to just what kind of person was sitting right in front of her.

"Well, I saw a bunch of All Might's fights and especially that one where he fought All For One, and from what I saw, neither of them could hope to beat me," the boy casually shrugged and explained, "See, our nations have all the same ranking system for our soldiers. The new warriors are called Genin, the tier up from that are Chunin. Above that are Jonin the elite warriors of my home land, and above them are the Elite Jonin, the true elite of the elite. Going by what I've saw of All Might's abilities, he's about or rather was roughly on the same level as your average jonin, which is pretty impressive actually considering how pathetically weak everyone here is."

"…If you say that…does that mean then you're ranked as one of these Elite Jonin you spoke of?" the reporter asked, voice filled with trepidation.

"Ah, not really, there's actually another rank above them," the boy laughed, "It's called the Kage level. Not really a rank, so much as a title usually reserved for one person, the people who lead the nations. As far as Jonin go, we've got about roughly ten thousand or so in our nations military, and a few hundred Elite Jonin. But Kage level? We only have about six or seven give or take who can feasibly fill the role of our leader once our current one steps down."

"…And how strong are Kage's exactly?" the reporter asked after a moment of pure silence.

"Well, lemme put it like this," the boy leaned forward with a smirk, "Two of the other nations fought each other a while back. The Land of Lightning and the Land of Stone. The Land of Lightning sent out their leader, the Raikage and he faced off against an army of over ten thousand Jonin sent by the Land of Stone and they couldn't beat him."

All Might didn't even need to look as he felt all the gazes within the staff room turn to him and just stare.

One could have heard a pin drop from the sheer silence.

It did not take a genius to understand what the boy was saying. He was claiming, even if there were ten thousand All Might's in their prime coming at him at once, he would still win.

No doubt a lot of people would deride such a statement. Deny everything he just said. It sounded simply, ludicrous after all.

…But no, Toshinori swallowed heavily.

Because, the boy was telling the absolute truth as far as he was concerned. He could see it in his eyes, his smile, his posture.

"And do you have any proof of that?" the reporter asked, breaking the silence.

"No doubt you'll see enough soon, all your heroes are gonna rush to stop me for sure," the boy just laughed, "But sure, hey All Might, are you watching? Why don't you come to to Tartarus. Among other things, I have healing abilities. I'll return you to your prime if you want, fix up that stomach of yours for you. Hell, I'll take All For One's quirk and every quirk he's stolen and give them to you if you want. Then we can fight it out. Actually, that might be quite fun."

All Might stood.

"Daiki…just who are you exactly?" the reporter asked, "Why are you here? If what all you say is true, is this a declaration of war from your people? Are you here to conquer us?"

"I'm just Daiki, I've been chosen to become the next leader of the Land of Fire," he responded with a shrug, "And no, I'm on a vacation of sorts before I return home and get stuck being the Hokage. I was originally just gonna look for some good fights and flirt with some pretty girls, but then I lost my temper because of that trash Overhaul and here we are."

'Such extraordinary humbleness for such strength and power, yet accompanied by an indomitable arrogance.' All Might stared at the broadcast, eyes on the boys face. 'What kind of life have you lived?' he thought.

Before turning on his heel and leaving the staff room behind.

"And I'm definitely not here conquer you guys," he heard the boy laugh as he left, "Why the hell would I want to conquer a bunch of weaklings?"