MHA: Multiverse Power Roulette

A/N: Double Release (1/2). Thanks for the support! Continue to support by giving the story powerstones. This story's continuation depends on your support, so Powerstones are greatly appreciated. Goal: 600 Powerstones.

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Everyone gathered around Aizawa as he stood with a clipboard in hand, his disheveled hair barely concealing the sly grin tugging at his lips. Shiro, still towering over the crowd in his armored titan form, stood at a distance, observing the scene with a calm yet imposing demeanor.

"Now that the Quirk Test is complete, I can reveal the scores," Aizawa began, his tone as cool and detached as ever.

The students fidgeted nervously, some sneaking glances back at Shiro, whose shadow loomed like an ominous reminder of their efforts.

"First place: Shiro," Aizawa announced bluntly.

The words prompted a glowing notification to appear in Shiro's vision.

[Quest Complete! Reward: 10,000 XP!]

Shiro smirked subtly, the armored plates of his titan form making the expression appear even more fearsome. 'Most of the tests emphasized strength,' he thought. 'It was easy to dominate. Good thing agility wasn't a major factor—I would've struggled there.'

"Second place: Yaoyorozu. Third: Todoroki. Fourth: Bakugo," Aizawa continued.

"Tch!" Bakugo's scowl deepened as sparks crackled in his palms. "How the hell am I behind those three?!" His gaze flicked briefly to Shiro before he turned away, fists clenched.

Todoroki's icy expression didn't falter, though his eyes flickered toward Shiro for the briefest moment.

Aizawa continued down the rankings, naming each student until he reached the last one. "And in last place… Midoriya."

Midoriya froze, his face paling. "L-Last place?!" he stammered, his voice rising in panic. "Does that mean—am I—?"

Aizawa's grin widened, just slightly. "Relax. No one's getting expelled. It was a rational deception to push you all to give your best effort."

Shiro crossed his massive arms, his smirk fading into something more neutral. 'Yeah right. Rational deception, my ass,' he thought, unimpressed by the justification.

Aizawa's sharp eyes flicked up to Shiro, locking onto him with unsettling precision. The intensity of his gaze made Shiro straighten instinctively. 'Can he hear my thoughts?!' Shiro wondered, suddenly uneasy.

"Shiro," Aizawa called out, his voice tinged with impatience. "Turn off your quirk. You're taking up too much space."

Shiro nodded, stepping away from the crowd. With practiced precision, he reached for the nape of his titan form and pulled himself free. A hiss of steam rose as the armored titan body began to disintegrate, revealing Shiro's human form stepping out from within.

"EW!" Mineta shouted, darting behind Sato. "That's disgusting!"

Aizawa approached the steaming remains, his critical eyes analyzing the dissipating armor. 'What a freakish quirk,' he thought, noting the sheer density of the muscles and the resilience of the plates.

Ida and Midoriya exchanged uneasy glances as they stood beside Uraraka.

"Has his quirk always been this terrifying?" Ida asked, his voice edged with disbelief.

"I… I knew it was strong, but…" Midoriya trailed off, his eyes glued to the remnants of the titan form.

Shiro walked over to the group, joining them as Aizawa finished speaking. "The Quirk Test has concluded. Everyone is free to leave," Aizawa stated flatly, walking off without another word.

As Shiro reached the group, Midoriya turned to him, his expression a mixture of awe and curiosity. "Shiro, right? Your quirk is pretty awesome."

Shiro nodded subtly, leaning closer to whisper, "Your quirk is even more impressive. It works just like All Might's. If you strengthen your body and learn to control it better, you could pull out more of its potential."

Midoriya froze, his face flushing as he stuttered, "Y-Y-yeah, I-I guess…" His eyes darted nervously toward Uraraka and Ida, wondering if they had overheard Shiro's comment. 'Why did he whisper that?' Midoriya wondered, his thoughts racing.

'I like knowing stuff… It makes me feel like I can control everything,' Shiro thought, the subtle satisfaction of rattling Midoriya giving him a sense of amusement.

Snapping Shiro out of his thoughts was Ida's booming voice. "Congratulations, Shiro! Your physical prowess was truly extraordinary!" Ida exclaimed, his rigid posture emphasizing his sincerity.

Shiro tilted his head slightly, suppressing a chuckle. 'He's always so formal,' he mused.

"You were amazing!" Uraraka chimed in enthusiastically, nodding in agreement with Ida.

Before the conversation could continue, Shiro felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. Turning, he found himself face-to-face with Asui, her calm demeanor as steady as ever.

"Oh, hey?" Shiro said, his voice tinged with confusion. 'Did I do something?' he thought.

"Sorry to bother you, ribbit," Asui began, tilting her head slightly. "You're Shiro from Fuji Middle, right?"

Surprised by her familiarity, Shiro nodded slowly. "Yeah, that's me."

"My younger brother is a big fan of yours," Asui explained. "Ever since he saw you compete in the Under-15 National Basketball Tournament, he's been hooked."

Shiro blinked, momentarily taken aback. A small smile crept onto his face. "Tell him I said thank you for the support."

Asui nodded. "He thought for sure you'd go pro, but then you disappeared from the basketball world."

Shiro sighed, his expression turning wistful. "It just wasn't my calling. I've always wanted to be a Hero, you see."

"I understand, ribbit," Asui said simply, her tone empathetic.

Overhearing the exchange, Ida adjusted his glasses, his intrigue apparent. "It seems Shiro is famous," he remarked.

Midoriya nodded quickly. "Yeah, definitely."

Unable to hold back her excitement, Uraraka pulled them aside, whispering eagerly, "Whenever we walked home together, there was a 60% chance he'd get stopped! And his Chibigram? He has over 20,000 followers!"

Ida nodded thoughtfully, his hand on his chin. "Indeed, he does sound like quite the star."

Standing a few feet away, Shiro, overhearing every word, stifled a laugh. 'I can hear you guys,' he thought, smirking as he handed Asui an autograph for her brother.

"Thank you, ribbit," Asui said, carefully tucking the signed paper into her bag.

"No problem," Shiro replied casually.

As the students began to disperse, Todoroki suddenly stepped in front of Shiro, halting him in his tracks. The group froze, watching the unexpected confrontation.

"I was wrong earlier," Todoroki said, his tone calm but resolute. "But that doesn't mean I've accepted defeat. When we next face each other, I'll show you the difference between us."

Without waiting for a response, Todoroki turned and walked away, his words hanging heavily in the air.

Shiro blinked, scratching the back of his head. "I guess?" he muttered, unsure of how to respond.

"I think that was his way of complimenting you… maybe?" Uraraka whispered.

"It did seem more like a declaration of rivalry," Ida added.

Shiro shrugged, a small smirk tugging at his lips. 'He doesn't see me as a rival, but he's definitely acknowledged my strength.'

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