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Indie All Might acct, literate multi-para to novella writer. Toshinori Yagi (八や木ぎ俊とし典のり Yagi Toshinori?), more commonly known by his hero name, All Might (オールマイト Ōru Maito?), is the protagonist of My Hero Academia. All Might is the former No. 1 Hero who bore the title of the world's Symbol of Peace (平和の象徴 (Heiwa no Shōchō). He teaches Foundational Hero Studies at U.A. High School. All Might was the eighth holder of the One For All Quirk after receiving it from Nana Shimura. He has since passed the torch to Izuku Midoriya, in whom he is grooming to be his successor. After using up all the embers of One For All to defeat All For One, All Might retired and ended his era as the world's greatest hero.

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Twisted fates //All For One

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All for one was shocked and listened to the boy as he spoke almost proud. Yep! this was definitely the kid he needed and such a bright young man with guts. His favorite kind of clay to speak. The villain stepped forward lifting a finger to his lips to shush the class allowing the blond to give his small quiz a whirl. Setting the papers aside he simply pulled the first from the top carrying it over to him while speaking.

“You know, the thing is, when a man takes a stand for the many then I would assume you would wish to help him since he is the only one with a plan. When a hero stands in front of death and can not think about something do you think the others will listen and assist or taunt him for trying or vice versa. If one does not try then you have all already failed. I place you with an ultimatum for your actions. If he succeeds then you will explain to him why you think you should reap his rewards and he shall decide on your behalf. Though if he gets the questions correct he will not have to submit to such regulations and can do as he pleases within reason”

When the cool tone of his voice stopped he towered over the young bring child who took a leap of faith. Setting the paper down he kept two fingers on it glaring down into those bright teal eyes.

“Yagi, I presume was your name correct? You have a lesson to learn as well. If you intend to be a hero then you must not walk with your head down. To step out alive is to step out in pride and to lead you have to be bold. I like you kid!”

His last remark was made as he turned from Yagi to head back to his desk too anxious to see the results to leave the class. He had placed a atmosphere in the room so that they could manage and learn from their mistakes. His test held one question on it and it was going to be tricky.

QUESTION:: If history is told by the winners then how do you ensure that it is the true undisputed and what is the point of it all?

Grey hues closed as he folded his arms over his desk counting the seconds resting his chin upon his fists. He would count the moments before it dawned on them to assist Yagi even if only because they desire to reap the rewards. What All for One didn’t realize was the lessons he was teaching though holding a different meaning was relevant to those who desired to be heroes. He thought he would shape a villain but because of his personal passions he would be shaping the worlds greatest hero and pay for it dearly. As he gazed out to the youth he was reminded of the times before but quickly shoved those thoughts aside focusing on his agenda. This could prove to be harder than he originally thought. He would have to while trying to change Yagi keep himself from changing.

A pause from Toshinori, but he was visibly determined, ready to take the test, aa–. . . . He paused and stared at the question, his eyes widening a little.

S-Shit. . I-I know I paid attention. . He wasn’t giving up from it, though. Some students stared at him curiously, and as Toshinori fiddled with his pencil, he was thinking. His eyebrows furrowed a bit, and he began to write his response, hunching forwards and squeezing his eyes shut.

ANSWER:: Winners aren’t always winners and losers aren’t always losers. Even if history’s written by the winners, it’s always rewritten by the latter winners. . 

He paused, having to stop again to think. He felt like he could pop a blood vessel from how much he was thinking. It made his head hurt. He knew he’d get it wrong. He was going to get it wrong. No, he was POSITIVE he’d get it wrong, and he felt his heart sink. He desperately wanted to listen to his teacher. . He erased his answer. . Then wrote down another. ANSWER:: Although it can be told by winners, there are also the survivors and what they wrote that becomes truth.Take… Anne Frank and her diary. She reveals the horrors of the Holocaust. Many scriptures tell of the Native Americans forced to assimilate to the white man’s culture. History is not always written by the winners. It’s proven by the survivors.

With a weak sigh, Toshinori ran his fingers through his hair as he stayed hunched at his desk, peering over the test for any other questions he’d need to answer. .

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All for one was impressed but could not let it be known so fast. Rising from his seat he turned to the board writing down in military time the three hours that would be left in their class. Turning with a wide grin he pointed to Yagi with the marker laughing a bit as he moved past the others towards him. Those teal eyes held such worry and yet he didn’t change his answer even when questioned about it by others. The students failed to help which was why he wrote the time on the board before approaching Yagi accepting the test from him to read. The boy was correct and it was a shame he did not already own a quirk he would be fierce competition for both villains and heroes. Laying the paper down on his desk again he gave a nod to the class.

"He has passed yet you have failed. meaning if this were a hero situation then as a pro you are to respond and react. You will learn a lesson today and again history will teach you don’t make it repeat itself. You all fail...........except yagi. You are correct but broad, I will accept it because how you handled it is interesting all the same!"

He noted the erased answer picking the page up to try and read what was left by connecting the shapes of what was left. The first answer was also good but he could see why he decided against it. All for one didn’t speak much more after that to the class instead he turned to Yagi.

"Now then.....what will that clock on the wall stand for today knowing what you have learned?"

He moved from his desk walking backwards until he reached the desk retrieving their tests. His classmates didn’t try nor did they assist meaning they were nowhere qualified to be in the school to begin with. He would change that so he cast no cares to such trivial worries. Cursing himself mentally for being so wrapped up in his game he decided to take his seat and prepare for the next days lessons void of the games and fun. He would give them time to decide what they would do and Yagi of course now stood out to him as he did to Yagi. He had to cater to a determined mind and then shift his goals. It would not be done so easily and would certainly fail without trust and bonds.

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Twisted fates //All For One

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As Shigaraki watched the scenes that played out for the lad he began to realize how perfect this boy could be and exactly how strong his will was. Yagi only required a gentle nudge and guiding hand in order to become perfection. The perfect child of sorts as twisted as it would seem. It would not be until later that he would learn that this child’s spirit was too strong for his cause and could not be broken or tamed. A sense of nobility and humility was stuck in every action. Yagi chose to be kind even under the pressure of his peers. He was alone with none to talk to  about his troubles or dreams and All for One could simply fill that role. Shigaraki realized it was more than perfect timing that was until he saw a quick flash cross the heavens only to land behind the buildings with an explosion.  

The screams and sirens followed as All for One checked his watch noting it was two hours too early slowly shaking his head in disapproval. Weeding out One for All was proving to be so difficult. These so called hero’s were popping up everywhere and the quirk given to his brother was known for manifesting in unspeakable ways whenever a small woman or child got a little scared, but ironically, she was silent for now. His features remained calm but inside he was reeling in thought. SHE was always THERE, but if he surfaced Nana would question why he was so close to the school to begin with. Grey hues followed the trail of smoke to the far side of the city the male pinching the bridge of his nose with a distant sigh of aggravation.

It would seem his pawns were anxious and making a mess of things too soon. All for one simply didn’t have the time to cater to this child. Such patience it took when dealing with the not so bright of their generation but at this point he had no choice. He felt he was dealing with children at this pace. With that thought he gave a wicked smile his wheels turning inside his mind with the thought. Grinding his teeth he took a few breaths setting back against the black leather seats casting a wave to order the driver to continue on. It was simply not the moment to make his move only because All for one had important matters to tend to. Weeding out One for all was proving to be most difficult. Was Nana ill or missing? Shigaraki pondered to himself a moment before blowing if off as impossible. Shigaraki had to remind himself he was dealing with those who thought themselves gods against a god. Straightening his tie he calmed himself a bit still silent crafting a new plan no longer focused on downtown events.  These so called heroes were popping up everywhere and the quirk given to his brother was known for manifesting in unspeakable ways whenever a small woman or child got a little scared. That and he was not going to take ownership for the mistakes of incompetent either and chose to leave the scene instead completely. Stripes honestly didn’t really suit him well it would clash with his eyes. At that thought, Shigaraki began to roar in laughter as the limo carried him back to regroup. A missed chance would make way for another opportunity and he held no issue with handling the important matters first. Yagi would remain quirk-less until the next day if he had to and Shigaraki could be there to pick him up when he fell.

All For One would become a teacher. As much as he despised it he would find himself not handling one but about nineteen or so teenagers. Thankfully, wisdom and time will come to save him once more. That a few stolen quirks; or borrowed as he saw it. He had lived through the eyes of history and since history is interpreted by the winner All for one figured he would put on a good show as a history teacher. Thankfully, he wasn’t so caught off guard when stepping into changing environments.

Two days later

All for One male stepped from the car fixing his badge into place fully prepared to put on one of the biggest lies of his life. He was going to pretend to cater to the spoiled youth who thought themselves invincible. All for one figured it should be entertaining enough and approached his task with a smile. Pausing a moment he stared up at the symbolic letters hanging at the entrance and the stairs that followed. It cast quite a big shadow for the villain. This would be difficult only because he had never intended to open himself up to emotions of passion and care. His assignment would have him in a position where he would eventually be forced to care for at least one of them in the end. His way to cope was telling himself he would allow that one to be his goal, Yagi, if it could not be helped of course.

Shigaraki had found pleasure in sorting the facts of history so it wouldn’t be forgotten. Then there would always be students who could approach and bring up valid points impressing him if nothing else, therefore, this would not bore him. The debates were going to be fun and children often proved to be clever even if it was a loosing battle for them against All For One. Thankfully, he also held a sense of humor.  He wasn’t going to be a straight forward teacher; his motives were a bit different but should prove effective. He was the class clown in youth and knew all the tricks and turns when it came to seeking attention even if done with wise words and puns. Shigaraki was practically an elder when it came to pranks and jokes and could see them coming before they started.

Shigaraki made his way down the halls music blasting through his air-pods, intentionally using the distraction to tune out the world so he could focus. Replacing a teacher with a sudden death in her family was quite the task especially on such short notice. She would remain out for the rest of the year being that All for one accidentally ran over a certain kid while heading back two days prior. Or that’s the story he knew what was told to the public was a fluke and nowhere as near as hilarious. This was his time so All for one didn’t exactly take to distractions of any kind.

The sunlight peered through the halls reflecting the shadows cast as Shigaraki slowly sipped his coffee in stride. It was a moment of heaven for the male, his way of mentally preparing for the day. Some chose self talks or other such routines but for him it was simple! He desired his space, music, and coffee for this plan to work. If he had all three then his day would go smoothly and if he lacked one then the entire pace of the day would be off making Shigaraki cranky. He knew the halls of the Academy so well by now he could practically walk with his eyes closed and was only half paying attention to his surroundings to avoid distraction. His feet moved on their own as a soft smirk planted across his thin lips. He was enjoying his small piece of heaven and honestly wasn’t crafting plans. He had a direct path pre-chosen from the moment he had crawled out of his dodge charger, or rolled rather. Leaving out early had allowed him to miss the aggravations of driving down a highway with road-rage so Shigaraki now only had to battle the cloak of sleep clinging to his form and avoid human interactions. he couldn’t just warp in or use any known quirk tied to All for One.

He wore a black button up shirt with a red tie loosely placed, the sleeves rolled up only because the he didn’t give much care as normal.  If the shirt aggravated him enough he always could reply on the black shirt underneath in worse case scenario. He was tidy with appearance but had to play the part of a single misplaced teacher and this was his touch to his new muse. His hazelnut coffee was heaven by itself and he had made careful touches to perfect the same cup even more with each passing season. When he arrived at the office, Shigaraki spoke to none reaching into his designated box for any alerts and papers he should look through. He let out a sigh seeing the pile within gripping them to give a quick glance before rolling his eyes at the tediousness of it. Upon second glancing he realized one name was there on his roster. Yagi was in his homeroom! This brought another faint smile from the villain.

He noted were changing history again but history is interpreted by the winners, so how could one choose what story they wished to tell? It didn’t make sense but Shigaraki focused on the truth and lessons with purpose because it didn’t matter, he was not there to get used to routine, he was here to earn trust. He would follow the books but answer their questions in truth despite the fact. All for one had always been upfront and honest in all of his dealings.

In swift motion he slid the bag from over his shoulder neatly placing the papers into it in its own file. He was content to deal with the papers, people, and anything else after he was clocked in. This was simply business for him and he had to keep focused or he would make a grave mistake, he was of course, working around heroes. Shigaraki took another sip off coffee to relax and center himself again turning in exit.

He finally having reached his classroom glancing into it remembering his own school days, as short-lived as they were. When he pushed the door open he entered quickly shutting the door behind him locking it to try salvage the thirty minutes he had before the day began.  Studying the lessons he quickly put together an idea of where they were in lessons standing to write his name on the board as the door swung open. When all were accounted for he turned with a genuine deceiving smile pointing back towards the board.

“I do apologize, it would seem your teacher is dealing with a situation of personal regards. I will be replacing her for the rest of this year and I certainly hope we can get along wonderfully. I hold no tolerance for chaos so if you desire such I suggest you leave now. My job is to tell you a story of the past and we can do so with fun and games so long as you do your part. You wish to be a hero correct, or most rather dream of such things. That is why you are here.Then you must listen to the lessons of the past in order to move past the present make sense?”

He had used his time well to remember details to make his job easier. He knew each of his students by name and would focus on getting the lessons out until he had the opening he was seeking.  Pulling a hand from behind his back he held the gamble of a class review written practice test thus showing they would not be missing pace because he was ill prepared. The smile behind his intents proved he felt it would work out just fine for them.

“This is a quiz you were supposed to take or perhaps you can accept my challenge on historical facts and pass on the test for free time thus proving you all know it already, understand?

He couldn’t help the laugh holding the papers out with a wave his silky smooth voice coxing them to take a dare. Not too often did anyone actually take him up on these offers but this time none would die this time. Was this class going to pass and settle for a test or was there a leader in the class who was willing to take a risk of failure in the wrong answers. He or she would take the blame if they failed in the answer. In the end this particular gamble was relevant to their lessons and would show him all the personalities of the class. Shigaraki only hoped there would be a quick volunteer so he could rush down the hall for another cup of coffee. It would be entertaining to watch them work together to figure it out but he doubted they could pull together from what he had heard. It was the same thing of course in real life the only thing was if they chose to try the gamble then they would be able to work together verses if they took the test separate on paper. To accept his offer would be to their benefit

"So no takers…what happened to the youth that is complimented on a daily basis and do forgive me my name is Miroku!”

He did not know it would be so easy to make his way into the school as a hero. The children before him all held little to no quirks so if this plan failed, it may not in the end. All for one had nothing to loose with teaching at UA  the information would become relevant as well. The newfound teacher extended his hand showing the essence of stolen quirk, the environment of the classroom began to shift about with images of the past. Whispers were heard echoing the class as the room darkened Images of native dances on the seashore followed by the screams of war from china and the building of the great wall.

It was a stolen quirk but would be sure to captivate them into being more interested so he could keep his position as a teacher. When the sounds of military marches echoed about the room All for one simply smiled playing out different events from the past they had learned in their lessons up until the present. The mist moving about began forming into the ghosts of military men marching to the back disappearing All for one deciding that was enough for now. All For One was having fun with this; it was such a fun quirk so he gave a bit more. The images of pyramids and Greek conversations and laughter echoed around the room a few moments with images to match before he with a snap erased everything hoping to finally have their attention.

“Let us see who actually paid attention!”

He encouraged them to play his games holding up the written test and pointing back to the clock. Little did they know the images he showed held the answer to his questions if they paid attention.

“My quirk is to reveal the events of the past it helps with my title as you can see. It is not relevant for battle by choice, but for this cause I make an exception to only use it to teach the young!”

Throughout all of this, and for most of the time Shigaraki had acted as their teacher, Toshinori watched with a glimmer in his eyes. Suddenly, his hand flew into the air, a determined look on his face that caused some students to look back to the Quirkless boy. “Yagi? You’re really going to try to take it?” “What’s a kid like you gonna do? Are you gonna try to tell us you’ve got super-smarts or something as your Quirk?” There was a tiny bit of laughter from the students, though they were still quite hushed for their teacher. Toshinori, however, was determined. He had paid as much attention as he could, and he wasn’t afraid at all. . He was far from afraid. With a big smile on his face, the blonde boy proudly spoke up, but kept a fairly formal tone of voice, obviously knowing that ‘Miroku’ was his teacher, “I’ll take that test, sir. . !” . . A bit more laughter from his peers, though Toshinori wasn’t deterred at all. Instead, he seemed to have a lot of confidence! A lot of hutzpah. Perhaps it was just what Shigaraki needed. Toshinori, at this time as he said that, had already been getting his pencil, his eyebrows furrowing a little as he thought, Okay, Toshinori, you might get these problems wrong, but that’s not the worst thing in the world. . ! You can do this. .

YOU CAN DO THIS!

He gave himself even more confidence, but not too much to where it’d make him get cocky and unbearable. It was just enough.

Just enough to be able to help himself think that he’ll at least get some answers right.

He now sat there, pencil in hand, waiting for his teacher to pass it to him. Although a Quirkless boy, he was obviously an eager boy, too, ready to attempt to pass the test in order to show what he learned from the apparitions. . Which he honestly thought was cool. Deep down, he always wished he had a Quirk. Not to fit in with those jerks calling themselves his classmates, but he wanted to be able to have a Quirk to be a hero. . Or someone important in society to help bring things up.

Toshinori had no idea, though, that his teacher was looking to help him with that. . With ulterior motives, of course.

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All for one was shocked and listened to the boy as he spoke almost proud. Yep! this was definitely the kid he needed and such a bright young man with guts. His favorite kind of clay to speak. The villain stepped forward lifting a finger to his lips to shush the class allowing the blond to give his small quiz a whirl. Setting the papers aside he simply pulled the first from the top carrying it over to him while speaking.

"You know, the thing is, when a man takes a stand for the many then I would assume you would wish to help him since he is the only one with a plan. When a hero stands in front of death and can not think about something do you think the others will listen and assist or taunt him for trying or vice versa. If one does not try then you have all already failed. I place you with an ultimatum for your actions. If he succeeds then you will explain to him why you think you should reap his rewards and he shall decide on your behalf. Though if he gets the questions correct he will not have to submit to such regulations and can do as he pleases within reason"

When the cool tone of his voice stopped he towered over the young bring child who took a leap of faith. Setting the paper down he kept two fingers on it glaring down into those bright teal eyes.

"Yagi, I presume was your name correct? You have a lesson to learn as well. If you intend to be a hero then you must not walk with your head down. To step out alive is to step out in pride and to lead you have to be bold. I like you kid!"

His last remark was made as he turned from Yagi to head back to his desk too anxious to see the results to leave the class. He had placed a atmosphere in the room so that they could manage and learn from their mistakes. His test held one question on it and it was going to be tricky.

QUESTION:: If history is told by the winners then how do you ensure that it is the true undisputed and what is the point of it all?

Grey hues closed as he folded his arms over his desk counting the seconds resting his chin upon his fists. He would count the moments before it dawned on them to assist Yagi even if only because they desire to reap the rewards. What All for One didn’t realize was the lessons he was teaching though holding a different meaning was relevant to those who desired to be heroes. He thought he would shape a villain but because of his personal passions he would be shaping the worlds greatest hero and pay for it dearly. As he gazed out to the youth he was reminded of the times before but quickly shoved those thoughts aside focusing on his agenda. This could prove to be harder than he originally thought. He would have to while trying to change Yagi keep himself from changing.

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Twisted fates //All For One

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These days were almost glory for the Symbol of Evil, a shame though; for one to be forced to admit his defeats even if it was done mentally. If he could erase a few things from existence only then would his world become perfection. To do so, the male needed a good plan only he could execute and could trust none making his task a bit more difficult. All for one would have to understand and know when to walk away and fight another day. In the end, Shigaraki always had time on his side as well as his quirks should he actually find serious trouble. When failing to accomplish goals it was only natural for one to fall into repetition learning to never make those same mistakes again. The more he pondered, the more he grew a bit more frustrated but this was his cause and he was relentless with it and his influence.

How was it that a man can become god and yet the things that should have been so simple ended up being the most difficult? Man-kind was already submitting to those who held the power with or without quirks and yet his Nemesis rose in all of its various forms to tell him his views were flawed. What right is given where a man can stand in front of another and tell him his cause means nothing and that he should abandon it. It was infuriating in the least but also part of the fun and Shigaraki held no regrets on that matter. Every time he heard a Hero speech he would roar in laughter on the inside with the humor of irony. Such hypocrisy in every word yet one always seems to refuse to look at self first, and he is to accept their cause? It was pure nonsense!

He held everything necessary in the palm of his hand but he couldn’t ascend to the throne yet. Why?  One would easily point a finger and blame the multiple circumstances but in the end anything worth holding never came easily. Even as Hero’s and Heroine’s chose their paths the path of a villain was also chosen. Why was there a title to separate the paths of the chosen, shouldn’t one be free to choose his own fate? The conclusion that came caused his thin lips to curl into a smile and a soft deep chuckle to escape him.

Those who choose to stand by idolized concepts should fall in the most glorious of ways to make an example for the rest. All for one believed that one was born with a destiny and that justified his reasoning. After all, to be gifted such an opportunity would in itself explain why he was worthy. His cause would be heard and those in his path would yield or die regardless. Shigaraki had made many errors and took heed to the many things he learned from them. Some situations had to be handled delicately and being a gentlemen with words often assisted him in matters like these. With years came wisdom and habits after all. Shigaraki wasn’t too worried with what might happen because it was futile to ponder on such things. If he tried a plan it really didn’t matter the outcome because in the end time was his friend. Besides, How else was a guy to spend the years? A body at rest dies and a body in motion stays in motion. It was simple physics, why should he give up his will on their terms without a decent fight? To do so would be simply disrespectful.

Folding his arms over his chest, All for one set with his eyes closed the silence of the room comforting him. Shigaraki needed to sort these matters without distraction. In his mind he could reason but the reality was he had a problem that could not be fixed by force alone. Things were not going his way and if he acted in rash manner he could loose everything. Fear was to be controlled and that was what held back his hand; why Shigaraki took the time to think through his matters before reacting. All for one thought himself to be a patient man cultured by time. The male felt that organized chaos was able to be controlled if one was smart enough to understand it. These thoughts circled his mind as he set for hours in the silence. The weight of the task at hand was heavy but still Shigaraki did not move until he had the perfect plan. Instead he crossed one leg delicately over the other his arms still folded over his broad chest. A simple digit tapped his bicep, tapping with repetition to each thought that passed through his twisted mind. Shigaraki wore a peaceful expression upon his features keeping the rage within under a tight leash.

In the end Shigaraki came to one realization. The problems sorted in his mind meant he could not do more than represent his cause and back up the heart-beat behind his agenda. That was fine so long as there was somebody who could take his place. Such contradictory, but it was indeed critical for his plan to work. He could build up many but they all either ended up destroying themselves or changing to uselessness in the end so taking that path was pointless. A exasperated sigh left the other as Shigaraki  slouched forward bringing his hands together clasping the digits together over his lap. He now had a plan and it was time to execute it; just as time was his friend it was also his greatest enemy. It would lay way for a trail of twisted hope and that could bring a halt to his plans.

He first had to access the files hidden away but the hands of the naive handled those. His eyes grew darker as Shigaraki sorted the many faces he would have to visit. He had pawns everywhere and figured it shouldn’t take too long to find the one who was perfection in his eyes. One for all was quite troublesome but that would be handled in the same means. Two birds one stone, if you will. If All for one was to end her then he would have to do so before she passed the quirk.

Shigaraki could bring up a new face she would not see coming and use that to weaken her stance. Why was that damned flame was so difficult to put out? Again the male began to wonder what kind of person it would take to tie into her heart enough to move her. Rising from his seat he was content, jerking his sleeves down before casually brushing himself off his mind finally made up. All for One needed only find one who is able to handle the weight he would place upon their shoulders and simply push them to move forward with his vision. 

The strings of course, would never be cut but he could make such puppet strings out of kind words and a soft touch, as well as a little encouragement. Everything would play out perfectly and in the end he could destroy One for all before it could be passed. The smile stretched across his firm features as he moved through the halls. The shadows cast from the lights shifted about as he passed through the halls in silence. This would play out so beautifully, like a song you play on repeat. He was almost beside himself in the thought of vision. Even if those thoughts were only plan A, he had already concocted a few ways to handle should the plans fail one by one. There was always more than one way to skin a cat and All for one was quite persistent. Any who rose to stop him he could simply turn into an example.

After spending months to search and prepare his eyes settled on a bright young blond boy that held promise captured in the picture. Setting aside the other files he began to decipher the exact location of this child. Shigaraki would find himself spending a lot of time to mold a creature vile enough to push through his plans without objection or conscience. The others he could tell simply by looking at them that they could not stomach the fight much less the war.

“Yagi?”

The boy was quirkless to speak and perfect. Residing within region was also a plus considering All for one would not have to cross the lines of diplomacy in his search. Shigaraki though emotionless in body language was very pleased with his conclusions. It was as if fate had handed him a picture of perfection and molded it with the intention of All for One picking it up to groom before tossing into the world. Holding up the picture he studied it with a tilt of his head a soft laugh echoing out from the male. He was beside himself and slouched down patting the young male before him on the back.

“You have done so well and I am beside myself with gratitude!”

As his hand moved across the others back the smiling male leaned over his shoulder so he could see the others face as the last words left his lips. Why would any who is called a villain miss the moment when fear arises in ones soul.

“I think that I should…..”

Before he could finish the words the minion jumped from his seat with quick frantic bows shoving away the offer he knew was coming. The sadistic smile on Shigaraki’s lips sent chills down the others back. All for one began again a bit irritated to have been interrupted in the first place.

“Oh no, you seem to misunderstand. I truly am grateful.”

Placing a hand over his own chest he met the male with emotionless features holding the intent for a second he debated his actions. Shifting in his step Shigaraki turned to approach once more in calm steps. The clank of his shoe echoing out as he waited for that perfect spine tingling moment that usually comes aright after life flashes before ones eye.

“Do understand, this is only because I cant really have anyone for the so called “Heros” to track and as anxious as you are now I doubt you took much caution. It is quite fine all the same because you DID accomplish your goals.“

As All for one continued sweat formed on the males brow his breathing growing ragged as he backed away. All for one could see it! The mind searching for a way out of the situation in panic. Shigaraki couldn’t help the chuckle at the sight counting the seconds deciding to give his last tiny push.

"You see, this is my favorite part when…”

Lifting a finger in calm manner to point out the others disregard of all decency he paused allowing the moment to manifest. His lips sealed as the begging came and he took a another deep breath narrowing his eyes his free hand still holding the file that was given to him earlier. 

Once the door again slid open again, Shigaraki made his exit as if nothing had happened. His eyes were glued to the information on the page, thankful he had made it this far so flawlessly. Glancing down to his Suit coat he lifted the pin stripped fabric closer to his eyes to inspect. Narrowing blue hues he noted the blood that had splattered onto it. A soft breath left him as he again comments out-loud this time.

“Well almost………flawlessly”

He catered to his own humor in his exit laughter roaring down the hallway. If he planned this right he would be able to rid himself of one for all and find a puppet to dance across the lands in his place. He held no issue handing over the power however it was up to the recipient to be able to handle it.

“Yagi Toshinori, I will be seeing you soon my child I certainly hope you are worth my time I despise those who are useless to this new world of quirks!”

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Within this time, luckily (or perhaps unluckily) being close to Shigaraki’s locationn, the young and bright-eyed Toshinori Yagi, looking down at his notes he had from school, had just finished class for the day and had been walking home down that familiar pathway he had always taken. His parents– well, they weren’t exactly around. They were working abroad, if he could remember properly, and they had set him up with a simple babysitter to take care of him. He was. . Well, about to go into high school. That was how young this boy was at the time. Although Quirkless, he had a goal in mind. This world. . needed a pillar. Someone to protect all sorts of people. . That was what he believed they needed. However, Toshinori was a smart boy. He knew he couldn’t become a Pro-Hero. He was Quirkless, after all. The most he could do was at least join the police force, though he planned on getting into UA for the General Studies, not the hero course, even if he so desperately wanted to. Shouldering his bag and looking up, he weakly murmured to himself, aloud, “It’s getting late. .” As he let out a defeated sigh. “I think my babysitter’s out again. .”

He tucked his notes away into his bag, gripping onto the straps of his bookbag. Although the world beat him down for being Quirkless, in a similar manner to that of a young boy he would meet in the future, he never let himself crumble. He still stood tall even with all of the teasing and the bullying for not being in the mainstream.

With his lips pursing, he walked along down the sidewalk, sometimes glancing around. He still couldn’t help but feel fairly bummed out, with what he was told that day.

You can’t be a hero. Why do you believe you can become a hero without a Quirk? Stupid, Yagi-san! That’s what you are!

“It had to be cold out, too. .” He murmured, meekly so. With a defeated sigh, he stopped in his tracks, his expression beginning to fall. At this moment, he was at the lowest of low. He felt like he was in the bottom of the barrel. .  However, that didn’t mean he didn’t have plans for himself.

To go to America. To find himself a good, well-paying job, and figuring out what he could do from there. He wanted to travel, and learn more about other heroes. .

However, what young Toshinori didn’t realize was that he would meet someone– well, perhaps two people that would change his life forever, to make it better, or worse. . but, the first person that would meet him would be the man that was searching for a successor, for someone to take on his Quirk and make him proud.

He would be none the wiser.

“. . Hope I can get home in time.” The blonde murmured. It was always a fairly long, boring. . Lonely walk from school to home, and home to school. He couldn’t help but linger, for a moment, and he couldn’t help but feel his heart drop.

He was alone.

… But, not for long. He would meet someone soon. . And that someone would be Master Shigaraki. All For One.

[hopefulpride]

As Shigaraki watched the scenes that played out for the lad he began to realize how perfect this boy could be and exactly how strong his will was. Yagi only required a gentle nudge and guiding hand in order to become perfection. The perfect child of sorts as twisted as it would seem. It would not be until later that he would learn that this child's spirit was too strong for his cause and could not be broken or tamed. A sense of nobility and humility was stuck in every action. Yagi chose to be kind even under the pressure of his peers. He was alone with none to talk to  about his troubles or dreams and All for One could simply fill that role. Shigaraki realized it was more than perfect timing that was until he saw a quick flash cross the heavens only to land behind the buildings with an explosion.  

The screams and sirens followed as All for One checked his watch noting it was two hours too early slowly shaking his head in disapproval. Weeding out One for All was proving to be so difficult. These so called hero's were popping up everywhere and the quirk given to his brother was known for manifesting in unspeakable ways whenever a small woman or child got a little scared, but ironically, she was silent for now. His features remained calm but inside he was reeling in thought. SHE was always THERE, but if he surfaced Nana would question why he was so close to the school to begin with. Grey hues followed the trail of smoke to the far side of the city the male pinching the bridge of his nose with a distant sigh of aggravation.

It would seem his pawns were anxious and making a mess of things too soon. All for one simply didn't have the time to cater to this child. Such patience it took when dealing with the not so bright of their generation but at this point he had no choice. He felt he was dealing with children at this pace. With that thought he gave a wicked smile his wheels turning inside his mind with the thought. Grinding his teeth he took a few breaths setting back against the black leather seats casting a wave to order the driver to continue on. It was simply not the moment to make his move only because All for one had important matters to tend to. Weeding out One for all was proving to be most difficult. Was Nana ill or missing? Shigaraki pondered to himself a moment before blowing if off as impossible. Shigaraki had to remind himself he was dealing with those who thought themselves gods against a god. Straightening his tie he calmed himself a bit still silent crafting a new plan no longer focused on downtown events.  These so called heroes were popping up everywhere and the quirk given to his brother was known for manifesting in unspeakable ways whenever a small woman or child got a little scared. That and he was not going to take ownership for the mistakes of incompetent either and chose to leave the scene instead completely. Stripes honestly didn’t really suit him well it would clash with his eyes. At that thought, Shigaraki began to roar in laughter as the limo carried him back to regroup. A missed chance would make way for another opportunity and he held no issue with handling the important matters first. Yagi would remain quirk-less until the next day if he had to and Shigaraki could be there to pick him up when he fell.

All For One would become a teacher. As much as he despised it he would find himself not handling one but about nineteen or so teenagers. Thankfully, wisdom and time will come to save him once more. That a few stolen quirks; or borrowed as he saw it. He had lived through the eyes of history and since history is interpreted by the winner All for one figured he would put on a good show as a history teacher. Thankfully, he wasn’t so caught off guard when stepping into changing environments.

Two days later

All for One male stepped from the car fixing his badge into place fully prepared to put on one of the biggest lies of his life. He was going to pretend to cater to the spoiled youth who thought themselves invincible. All for one figured it should be entertaining enough and approached his task with a smile. Pausing a moment he stared up at the symbolic letters hanging at the entrance and the stairs that followed. It cast quite a big shadow for the villain. This would be difficult only because he had never intended to open himself up to emotions of passion and care. His assignment would have him in a position where he would eventually be forced to care for at least one of them in the end. His way to cope was telling himself he would allow that one to be his goal, Yagi, if it could not be helped of course.

Shigaraki had found pleasure in sorting the facts of history so it wouldn’t be forgotten. Then there would always be students who could approach and bring up valid points impressing him if nothing else, therefore, this would not bore him. The debates were going to be fun and children often proved to be clever even if it was a loosing battle for them against All For One. Thankfully, he also held a sense of humor.  He wasn't going to be a straight forward teacher; his motives were a bit different but should prove effective. He was the class clown in youth and knew all the tricks and turns when it came to seeking attention even if done with wise words and puns. Shigaraki was practically an elder when it came to pranks and jokes and could see them coming before they started.

Shigaraki made his way down the halls music blasting through his air-pods, intentionally using the distraction to tune out the world so he could focus. Replacing a teacher with a sudden death in her family was quite the task especially on such short notice. She would remain out for the rest of the year being that All for one accidentally ran over a certain kid while heading back two days prior. Or that’s the story he knew what was told to the public was a fluke and nowhere as near as hilarious. This was his time so All for one didn't exactly take to distractions of any kind.

The sunlight peered through the halls reflecting the shadows cast as Shigaraki slowly sipped his coffee in stride. It was a moment of heaven for the male, his way of mentally preparing for the day. Some chose self talks or other such routines but for him it was simple! He desired his space, music, and coffee for this plan to work. If he had all three then his day would go smoothly and if he lacked one then the entire pace of the day would be off making Shigaraki cranky. He knew the halls of the Academy so well by now he could practically walk with his eyes closed and was only half paying attention to his surroundings to avoid distraction. His feet moved on their own as a soft smirk planted across his thin lips. He was enjoying his small piece of heaven and honestly wasn’t crafting plans. He had a direct path pre-chosen from the moment he had crawled out of his dodge charger, or rolled rather. Leaving out early had allowed him to miss the aggravations of driving down a highway with road-rage so Shigaraki now only had to battle the cloak of sleep clinging to his form and avoid human interactions. he couldn’t just warp in or use any known quirk tied to All for One.

He wore a black button up shirt with a red tie loosely placed, the sleeves rolled up only because the he didn’t give much care as normal.  If the shirt aggravated him enough he always could reply on the black shirt underneath in worse case scenario. He was tidy with appearance but had to play the part of a single misplaced teacher and this was his touch to his new muse. His hazelnut coffee was heaven by itself and he had made careful touches to perfect the same cup even more with each passing season. When he arrived at the office, Shigaraki spoke to none reaching into his designated box for any alerts and papers he should look through. He let out a sigh seeing the pile within gripping them to give a quick glance before rolling his eyes at the tediousness of it. Upon second glancing he realized one name was there on his roster. Yagi was in his homeroom! This brought another faint smile from the villain.

He noted were changing history again but history is interpreted by the winners, so how could one choose what story they wished to tell? It didn’t make sense but Shigaraki focused on the truth and lessons with purpose because it didn't matter, he was not there to get used to routine, he was here to earn trust. He would follow the books but answer their questions in truth despite the fact. All for one had always been upfront and honest in all of his dealings.

In swift motion he slid the bag from over his shoulder neatly placing the papers into it in its own file. He was content to deal with the papers, people, and anything else after he was clocked in. This was simply business for him and he had to keep focused or he would make a grave mistake, he was of course, working around heroes. Shigaraki took another sip off coffee to relax and center himself again turning in exit.

He finally having reached his classroom glancing into it remembering his own school days, as short-lived as they were. When he pushed the door open he entered quickly shutting the door behind him locking it to try salvage the thirty minutes he had before the day began.  Studying the lessons he quickly put together an idea of where they were in lessons standing to write his name on the board as the door swung open. When all were accounted for he turned with a genuine deceiving smile pointing back towards the board.

"I do apologize, it would seem your teacher is dealing with a situation of personal regards. I will be replacing her for the rest of this year and I certainly hope we can get along wonderfully. I hold no tolerance for chaos so if you desire such I suggest you leave now. My job is to tell you a story of the past and we can do so with fun and games so long as you do your part. You wish to be a hero correct, or most rather dream of such things. That is why you are here.Then you must listen to the lessons of the past in order to move past the present make sense?"

He had used his time well to remember details to make his job easier. He knew each of his students by name and would focus on getting the lessons out until he had the opening he was seeking.  Pulling a hand from behind his back he held the gamble of a class review written practice test thus showing they would not be missing pace because he was ill prepared. The smile behind his intents proved he felt it would work out just fine for them.

"This is a quiz you were supposed to take or perhaps you can accept my challenge on historical facts and pass on the test for free time thus proving you all know it already, understand?

He couldn’t help the laugh holding the papers out with a wave his silky smooth voice coxing them to take a dare. Not too often did anyone actually take him up on these offers but this time none would die this time. Was this class going to pass and settle for a test or was there a leader in the class who was willing to take a risk of failure in the wrong answers. He or she would take the blame if they failed in the answer. In the end this particular gamble was relevant to their lessons and would show him all the personalities of the class. Shigaraki only hoped there would be a quick volunteer so he could rush down the hall for another cup of coffee. It would be entertaining to watch them work together to figure it out but he doubted they could pull together from what he had heard. It was the same thing of course in real life the only thing was if they chose to try the gamble then they would be able to work together verses if they took the test separate on paper. To accept his offer would be to their benefit

"So no takers...what happened to the youth that is complimented on a daily basis and do forgive me my name is Miroku!"

He did not know it would be so easy to make his way into the school as a hero. The children before him all held little to no quirks so if this plan failed, it may not in the end. All for one had nothing to loose with teaching at UA  the information would become relevant as well. The newfound teacher extended his hand showing the essence of stolen quirk, the environment of the classroom began to shift about with images of the past. Whispers were heard echoing the class as the room darkened Images of native dances on the seashore followed by the screams of war from china and the building of the great wall. 

It was a stolen quirk but would be sure to captivate them into being more interested so he could keep his position as a teacher. When the sounds of military marches echoed about the room All for one simply smiled playing out different events from the past they had learned in their lessons up until the present. The mist moving about began forming into the ghosts of military men marching to the back disappearing All for one deciding that was enough for now. All For One was having fun with this; it was such a fun quirk so he gave a bit more. The images of pyramids and Greek conversations and laughter echoed around the room a few moments with images to match before he with a snap erased everything hoping to finally have their attention.

"Let us see who actually paid attention!"

He encouraged them to play his games holding up the written test and pointing back to the clock. Little did they know the images he showed held the answer to his questions if they paid attention.

"My quirk is to reveal the events of the past it helps with my title as you can see. It is not relevant for battle by choice, but for this cause I make an exception to only use it to teach the young!"

[angstmemes]

Try to break my muse’s heart in a single sentence.

[hopefulpride]

Damn life came at me fast and I am very thankful.

I will be sorting through asks and starters throughout the week I work tomorrow and will have to rest soon. If you wish to discuss at any time feel free to message me or ask for my discord which is where i write when I am working my long schedules. 

[hopefulpride]

💬 + you had a crush on me!

Might almost jumped whirling about with a booming laugh to cover teal eyes landing on the woman before him. The blond fought back the red tint rising upon his cheeks placing his hands on his hips. His actions would not fool any and he sighed dropping his hands in defeat upon realization. Why was it so hot in the room all of the sudden?

“I-I don’t know who, I mean,...Midnight, I have said nothing of the sort...”

He was not so well at handling the R-rated heroine, in fact when she was this upfront he would avoid her. Pointing to her accusation with a bright smile he quickly stalled searching for what to say. Then it dawned on him. Reverse it! His mind screamed out as immediate response. That’s right she is a pro so he could reverse it into a game of word play. The statement was half true Might found her attractive and strong willed but didn't go much further than that. Toshinori pushed his chest out folding his arms over it meeting her gaze.

"I am sorry Midnight, you caught me off guard. I think I don’t really have a crush on anyone it is a luxury I haven't really............you know"

He was sure it wouldn’t work but he still gave the macho man pose a try not wanting to turn his back on a lady. Thinking back over his words he was satisfied he handled it in the best way possible.

[roleplaymemesforyou]

Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.

[hopefulpride]

Twisted fates //All For One

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These days were almost glory for the Symbol of Evil, a shame though; for one to be forced to admit his defeats even if it was done mentally. If he could erase a few things from existence only then would his world become perfection. To do so, the male needed a good plan only he could execute and could trust none making his task a bit more difficult. All for one would have to understand and know when to walk away and fight another day. In the end, Shigaraki always had time on his side as well as his quirks should he actually find serious trouble. When failing to accomplish goals it was only natural for one to fall into repetition learning to never make those same mistakes again. The more he pondered, the more he grew a bit more frustrated but this was his cause and he was relentless with it and his influence.

How was it that a man can become god and yet the things that should have been so simple ended up being the most difficult? Man-kind was already submitting to those who held the power with or without quirks and yet his Nemesis rose in all of its various forms to tell him his views were flawed. What right is given where a man can stand in front of another and tell him his cause means nothing and that he should abandon it. It was infuriating in the least but also part of the fun and Shigaraki held no regrets on that matter. Every time he heard a Hero speech he would roar in laughter on the inside with the humor of irony. Such hypocrisy in every word yet one always seems to refuse to look at self first, and he is to accept their cause? It was pure nonsense!

He held everything necessary in the palm of his hand but he couldn't ascend to the throne yet. Why?  One would easily point a finger and blame the multiple circumstances but in the end anything worth holding never came easily. Even as Hero's and Heroine's chose their paths the path of a villain was also chosen. Why was there a title to separate the paths of the chosen, shouldn't one be free to choose his own fate? The conclusion that came caused his thin lips to curl into a smile and a soft deep chuckle to escape him.

Those who choose to stand by idolized concepts should fall in the most glorious of ways to make an example for the rest. All for one believed that one was born with a destiny and that justified his reasoning. After all, to be gifted such an opportunity would in itself explain why he was worthy. His cause would be heard and those in his path would yield or die regardless. Shigaraki had made many errors and took heed to the many things he learned from them. Some situations had to be handled delicately and being a gentlemen with words often assisted him in matters like these. With years came wisdom and habits after all. Shigaraki wasn't too worried with what might happen because it was futile to ponder on such things. If he tried a plan it really didn’t matter the outcome because in the end time was his friend. Besides, How else was a guy to spend the years? A body at rest dies and a body in motion stays in motion. It was simple physics, why should he give up his will on their terms without a decent fight? To do so would be simply disrespectful.

Folding his arms over his chest, All for one set with his eyes closed the silence of the room comforting him. Shigaraki needed to sort these matters without distraction. In his mind he could reason but the reality was he had a problem that could not be fixed by force alone. Things were not going his way and if he acted in rash manner he could loose everything. Fear was to be controlled and that was what held back his hand; why Shigaraki took the time to think through his matters before reacting. All for one thought himself to be a patient man cultured by time. The male felt that organized chaos was able to be controlled if one was smart enough to understand it. These thoughts circled his mind as he set for hours in the silence. The weight of the task at hand was heavy but still Shigaraki did not move until he had the perfect plan. Instead he crossed one leg delicately over the other his arms still folded over his broad chest. A simple digit tapped his bicep, tapping with repetition to each thought that passed through his twisted mind. Shigaraki wore a peaceful expression upon his features keeping the rage within under a tight leash.

In the end Shigaraki came to one realization. The problems sorted in his mind meant he could not do more than represent his cause and back up the heart-beat behind his agenda. That was fine so long as there was somebody who could take his place. Such contradictory, but it was indeed critical for his plan to work. He could build up many but they all either ended up destroying themselves or changing to uselessness in the end so taking that path was pointless. A exasperated sigh left the other as Shigaraki  slouched forward bringing his hands together clasping the digits together over his lap. He now had a plan and it was time to execute it; just as time was his friend it was also his greatest enemy. It would lay way for a trail of twisted hope and that could bring a halt to his plans.

He first had to access the files hidden away but the hands of the naive handled those. His eyes grew darker as Shigaraki sorted the many faces he would have to visit. He had pawns everywhere and figured it shouldn't take too long to find the one who was perfection in his eyes. One for all was quite troublesome but that would be handled in the same means. Two birds one stone, if you will. If All for one was to end her then he would have to do so before she passed the quirk.

Shigaraki could bring up a new face she would not see coming and use that to weaken her stance. Why was that damned flame was so difficult to put out? Again the male began to wonder what kind of person it would take to tie into her heart enough to move her. Rising from his seat he was content, jerking his sleeves down before casually brushing himself off his mind finally made up. All for One needed only find one who is able to handle the weight he would place upon their shoulders and simply push them to move forward with his vision. 

The strings of course, would never be cut but he could make such puppet strings out of kind words and a soft touch, as well as a little encouragement. Everything would play out perfectly and in the end he could destroy One for all before it could be passed. The smile stretched across his firm features as he moved through the halls. The shadows cast from the lights shifted about as he passed through the halls in silence. This would play out so beautifully, like a song you play on repeat. He was almost beside himself in the thought of vision. Even if those thoughts were only plan A, he had already concocted a few ways to handle should the plans fail one by one. There was always more than one way to skin a cat and All for one was quite persistent. Any who rose to stop him he could simply turn into an example.

After spending months to search and prepare his eyes settled on a bright young blond boy that held promise captured in the picture. Setting aside the other files he began to decipher the exact location of this child. Shigaraki would find himself spending a lot of time to mold a creature vile enough to push through his plans without objection or conscience. The others he could tell simply by looking at them that they could not stomach the fight much less the war.

"Yagi?"

The boy was quirkless to speak and perfect. Residing within region was also a plus considering All for one would not have to cross the lines of diplomacy in his search. Shigaraki though emotionless in body language was very pleased with his conclusions. It was as if fate had handed him a picture of perfection and molded it with the intention of All for One picking it up to groom before tossing into the world. Holding up the picture he studied it with a tilt of his head a soft laugh echoing out from the male. He was beside himself and slouched down patting the young male before him on the back.

"You have done so well and I am beside myself with gratitude!"

As his hand moved across the others back the smiling male leaned over his shoulder so he could see the others face as the last words left his lips. Why would any who is called a villain miss the moment when fear arises in ones soul.

"I think that I should....."

Before he could finish the words the minion jumped from his seat with quick frantic bows shoving away the offer he knew was coming. The sadistic smile on Shigaraki’s lips sent chills down the others back. All for one began again a bit irritated to have been interrupted in the first place.

"Oh no, you seem to misunderstand. I truly am grateful."

Placing a hand over his own chest he met the male with emotionless features holding the intent for a second he debated his actions. Shifting in his step Shigaraki turned to approach once more in calm steps. The clank of his shoe echoing out as he waited for that perfect spine tingling moment that usually comes aright after life flashes before ones eye.

"Do understand, this is only because I cant really have anyone for the so called "Heros" to track and as anxious as you are now I doubt you took much caution. It is quite fine all the same because you DID accomplish your goals."

As All for one continued sweat formed on the males brow his breathing growing ragged as he backed away. All for one could see it! The mind searching for a way out of the situation in panic. Shigaraki couldn't help the chuckle at the sight counting the seconds deciding to give his last tiny push.

"You see, this is my favorite part when..."

Lifting a finger in calm manner to point out the others disregard of all decency he paused allowing the moment to manifest. His lips sealed as the begging came and he took a another deep breath narrowing his eyes his free hand still holding the file that was given to him earlier. 

Once the door again slid open again, Shigaraki made his exit as if nothing had happened. His eyes were glued to the information on the page, thankful he had made it this far so flawlessly. Glancing down to his Suit coat he lifted the pin stripped fabric closer to his eyes to inspect. Narrowing blue hues he noted the blood that had splattered onto it. A soft breath left him as he again comments out-loud this time.

"Well almost.........flawlessly"

He catered to his own humor in his exit laughter roaring down the hallway. If he planned this right he would be able to rid himself of one for all and find a puppet to dance across the lands in his place. He held no issue handing over the power however it was up to the recipient to be able to handle it.

"Yagi Toshinori, I will be seeing you soon my child I certainly hope you are worth my time I despise those who are useless to this new world of quirks!"