Chapter 1: Ch-1-Adapt to and overcoming the reality

"Well, crapbaskets."

Inside his room was a young man with dark hair and crimson eyes, a light scar visible on his eyelid, this young man's name was Kirishima Eijiro. Three nights ago he woke up from his sleep with memories of a life he never knew.

On the first day, he called it a wild dream and went on, as usual, the second-day curiosity got the best and searched for things he had no knowledge of and on the third day, he had a small panic attack coming to terms with this knowledge the life he lived previously in a quirkless world and his life being adapted to an anime.

"I can't believe I've been transmigrated, or is it reincarnation? I guess technically every soul is reincarnated but no one remembers the past..."

Eijiro moved to the edge of his bed the memories of the past life had changed his view slightly but down he was still himself only with a wider outlook and future knowledge of events.

It was hard to understand and cope with his memories but with time he managed to calm down.

'Can I become number one?' He doubted himself remembering what his interpretation in his past life was, 'it feels like the odds are against me.'

'Nine months until the UA entrance exams,' to him that meant the story had kicked off and All might have chosen his successor.

Eijiro hung his head down moments passed before he raised his hand.

-Smack!

"TO HELL WITH THIS THAT ISN'T HOW MY STORY WILL GO WHO CARES ABOUT FLASHY QUIRKS I'LL WORK HARD AND BECOME NUMBER ONE OR THE BEST HERO THERE'S EVER BEEN WITH MY SPIRIT!!!"

He roared finding a new spirit those memories didn't bring him down but rather praised him and his spirit.

He wouldn't let the fact part of his life was in an anime dictate his limits and future and he was right as the anime and manga never mentioned his parents.

Both of which he has a mom and a dad Rio! And gigantomachia had no relation to him whatsoever more reason his future wasn't set in stone and even if it were, he'd break that stone into pieces!

-Knock! -Knock! -Knock!

"Eiji is everything alright I heard screaming," a female voice sounded from outside his room.

"Ah sorry mom I'm fine," he said opening the door there stood a woman taller with shoulder-length dark hair and black eyes.

She looked carefully seeing he wasn't hurt sighed, "please think before you shout, I nearly had a heart attack."

"Hehe sorry."

"At least your fine so are you going to train for UA?" She asked with a grin with the same shark-like teeth he had.

'Right I've got a little over nine months until the entrance exam,' he hummed in thought forming a plan before nodding to himself.

"Not today mom I'm gonna stay in and do some research but I'll be back to it soon also I want to join a club for the summer."

She tilted her head in thought, "Oh? A club what kind?"

"Martial arts kind I'll look for one but let you know as soon as possible," he grinned patting his chest.

"Sweetie," she smiled and pulled him in for a hug, "don't push yourselves too hard okay I know how hard it was for you so-"

"I know mom, don't worry too much."

"Hehe I'm your mom it's what I do!" She pulled back brushing his hair, "I'll go wake up your father so take your time and come down when you're hungry." She ended with a small kiss on his temple and left.

Eijiro turned to face a poster of his favourite hero Crimson riot he steeled his fists the last hints of self-doubt washing away from himself.

"Time to set goals," he got to his desk and pulled out a notebook, jotting all he knew about his quirk and where to improve.

[Manly Quirk Manual]

Quirk: Harden (The power to harden and sharpen the skin and parts of the body, causing the flesh to become jagged and rock-like) with each hit, its strength and durability increase.

>Harden (enhanced strength and speed) & Sharpen, Hand blades, claws (Fit for combat or climbing walls). Growing hair should allow me to harden it and use it to make tools or shields of some kind.

>Resistant to most physical trauma, burns electrocution, and acid but still feeling effects.

>Level 1: Bulletproof a full-body harden strong enough to take bullets & minor explosions head-on. No sacrifice to speed. [Current goal]

"I should use this to spilt my forms, now I know how my quirk works I can train more effectively, I should reach Bullteproff in a month or less, and for my hair, products exist to have it grow longer..."

He started chewing on his pen before noting even further paths he could go.

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>Level 2: Chivalrous knight! Further improved hardening to specific areas calves, arms, and chest leaving gaps like knight's armour. Greater durability while sacrificing a little speed, but should strength as well. [Experimental Goal]

Further Goal: Level 3 > Red riot unbreakable. [Further goal]

"Alright then I think this should be it for now level to is more of a theory but it should be possible something in between bulletproof and unbreakable but with enough practice, I would be able to do more."

He smiled to himself and decided to create a mission for himself.

[Mission: Reach level 1 hardening in one month. Grow excess hair like super Saiyan three to form shield lance or other tools with Harden. Take fighting classes, and take on swimming to improve stamina & breath.]

"This should be enough... heh my quirk is kind of simple, but that's fine the simpler, the easier it is to get stronger!"

He grinned hopping on his laptop the home screen a fan art of Crimson riot he went online and searched for dojos to learn martial arts as well as anything that could help grow more hair.

"It took a while," he sighed looking at the 11 Am he spent two hours searching and found some products that increase hair growth there was nothing for instant growth rather these took time the one he found guaranteed an average of 2 cm growth per week.

And for dojos nearby he found a few but he wasn't exactly on which he needed for his fighting style must allow him to take any hit and bring back just as many, "maybe karate, or boxing."

With that, he stood up and went downstairs, where he saw his father who shared the same hairstyle as him and had crimson eyes his quirk was a Rock fist he could transform his fists into rocks his mother's quirk was transforming into rubber.

'If it was like Luffy's quirk it'd be pretty awesome,' he chuckled smiling, "morning dad."

"Kiri, I heard you're not going to train today?" he asked drinking from his cup.

"No I just wanted to set some goals and a training schedule is all," he answered.

"A schedule? What do you have in mind," He asked.

"Here," Eijiro handed a small list he made of what he'd be doing. The only thing that needed help was the Karate or Boxing club he'd join. The hair-extending thing he already bought himself with his allowance.

His mother walked in looking over his dad's shoulder, they were talking in whispers to each other while he sat down and had breakfast, eggs and bacon.

After a while of conversing both nodded and turned to him with chark-like grins, "Son I'm glad you're taking this time seriously and we'll support both clubs. Before you shout it'll be for eight months."

His dad smiled and stood up patting his chest activating his quirk, "You'll have our full support Crimson Junior!" His mom also doing the same salute.

'Damn it not the nickname,' he grumbled but smiled back, crimson junior because he always played hero as Crimson Riot.

He stood up and hugged them both, "thank you, guys."

...

After a while of waiting the doorbell rang, "It's mine!" He shouted and jumped downstairs activating his quirk on his feet he landed absorbing the impact.

He grabbed his delivery and found a small box of hair growth gel he read the label and decided to apply it tomorrow, 'so once a week that's fine.'

"I still have plenty of time, hey mom dad I'm going out to start my training!" He shouted putting on a quick black shirt and shorts.

"Alright but be careful and make sure your phone's fully charged." His mom yelled.

"Got it!" He said slamming the door.

While he walked to a baseball field and found one of the fences with a baseball pitching machine. This would be the start of his training. The machine has varying levels the highest he would work up to.

He started the machine and went to the other end, "I'm gonna hare this," he grunted and hardened his Arms.

-Poof! -Bam!

The ball came he punched it, another and smashed it down and the third he missed and got hit in the stomach.

At his current, his hardening would only appear from his hands to his elbow, his forehead and ankle to feet, it was too weak and too far from being bulletproof but this training along with the others would help.

'Uh, I hate this already,' he grunted as another one came and he kicked it back.

Some people who were passing by gave odd looks his way but he kept at it till the night came. He made it more interesting moving at the last minute or trying to harden the specific part of his body that was going to be hit.

But sadly he didn't have that level of control and hit the balls, "Urk! Ah, faaaaaaaak me!" He and the men that were around to witness winced.

This was the training of a man.

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