In a dimly lit chamber hidden far from the chaos of Hiroshima, a large screen flickered with the live broadcast of the ongoing war.
The battlefield, drenched in destruction and glowing with overwhelming energies, reflected in the mind of a man sitting calmly in the shadows—All For One.
His fingers tapped rhythmically against the armrest as he observed Novabel's crimson aura clashing against Dark Might's monstrous power.
The room was silent except for the faint hum of the screen and the distant crackle of energy echoing from the broadcast.
A voice broke the silence, coming through a phone placed beside him.
"Do you think that red energy is still his space quirk?" asked Kyudai Garaki, his tone filled with curiosity. "Because every time he used the space ability before, it was blue… not red."
All For One narrowed his eyes slightly, leaning forward as he watched Novabel unleash another devastating attack. "No… that is something else entirely," he said slowly. "That energy… it feels familiar. Yet… I cannot quite place it."
There was a brief pause before All For One spoke again, shifting the topic. "What did Atsuhiro Sako say about this 'Novagent'? The one fighting alongside Novabel… he appears to possess the exact same Quirk."
Garaki adjusted his glasses on the other end of the line. "Compress believes that Novagent may belong to the same bloodline as him. The resemblance in their quirks is too precise to be coincidence."
All For One let out a soft hum, a faint smile forming in the darkness. "I see… Nova Genesis truly possesses quite the collection of abilities. How… interesting."
Meanwhile, inside a moving car, All Might watched the live broadcast with intense focus.
His hands rested tightly on the wheel as the screen showed Nova Genesis members rescuing civilians while simultaneously battling the Gollini forces.
A breath of relief escaped his lips.
"So I was right…" he muttered quietly. "They aren't harming innocents… they're protecting them."
His gaze shifted toward Novabel, who hovered in the sky wrapped in a terrifying crimson aura, trading blows with Dark Might.
All Might's expression turned serious, his brows furrowing.
"That energy…" he whispered. "Why does it feel so familiar?"
What All Might did not know, however, was that deep within his quirk—One For All—the remnants of its previous users were in complete turmoil.
The seven lingering consciousnesses stirred violently, their presence trembling as if reacting to something… something they recognized on a fundamental level.
But All Might remained unaware.
Back on the battlefield, the destruction escalated.
Dark Might let out a deafening roar, his rage reaching new heights after witnessing his fleet being annihilated. His already massive body grew even larger, his skin darkening further into an abyssal black as unstable energy pulsed around him.
The ground trembled violently.
Buildings, roads, and debris began glowing with golden light before breaking apart and transforming into raw matter energy.
The glowing mass surged toward Dark Might, converging around him before being launched like a devastating beam toward Novabel.
Without hesitation, Novabel surged forward, his gauntlet blazing red.
He punched straight into the incoming energy.
The Power Stone erupted, overwhelming the golden beam and blasting it backward with sheer force.
"Power Slashes!" Arata shouted, spinning his double-edged sword rapidly. Dozens of crimson slashes tore through the air, each one aimed directly at the towering monster.
"Kinetic Smash!" Dark Might roared in response.
With one hand, he absorbed the incoming slashes, converting their energy and redirecting it back toward Novabel. At the same time, his other hand launched a massive golden fist made entirely of condensed energy.
"Raaaah!" Arata roared.
His crimson aura exploded outward, destroying the redirected slashes while he charged forward and punched through the golden fist with his gauntlet, shattering it into fragments of light.
He quickly sheathed his sword on his back and pulled his arm back, mimicking the motion of drawing a bow.
"Power Arrow!"
A massive arrow of red energy formed instantly and shot forward like a comet. It struck Dark Might directly, and the resulting explosion carved out a massive crater, obliterating everything in its radius—including several already-damaged buildings.
"RAAAAHHHH!" Dark Might screamed, his sanity slipping further.
Without hesitation or care for his own body, he injected himself with multiple Trigger doses again and again.
His transformation intensified.
His body expanded grotesquely, his form mutating into a towering ten-meter monster. His skin turned completely black, his features melting away until only a massive mouth and glowing dark blue eyes remained.
The ground beneath him erupted once more.
A wave of white energy spread outward from his feet, covering nearly a kilometer of the city. Both Nova Genesis members and Gollini soldiers were forced to retreat from the area as the battlefield itself was consumed by unstable energy.
When the light faded, all surrounding matter was pulled toward the monstrous Dark Might, feeding into his overwhelming form.
High above, Arata floated silently.
He reached into his suit and pulled out an energy drink, quickly consuming it as he steadied his breathing.
The strain from wielding both stones was evident, but his eyes remained sharp.
Below him stood a monster.
Dark Might raised his enormous fist, coated in golden energy, and swung it upward with devastating force.
Arata shot forward.
His Infinity Gauntlet glowed with a fierce crimson aura as he met the attack head-on.
Their fists never touched. Instead, the red and golden energies collided violently between them, clashing for dominance. The sheer pressure generated shockwaves that tore through the city, shattering windows and shaking the very foundations of Hiroshima.
The energy between them surged uncontrollably. A pillar of white light burst upward into the sky, piercing through the clouds once more and illuminating the battlefield beneath.
Across Japan, people watching the live broadcast could only stare in horror and awe.
Many had already accepted Dark Might as a terrifying threat—but now, an even greater fear began to settle in their hearts.
Novabel.
Even against a monster enhanced by ten Trigger doses… he was still matching him.
Still standing.
Still fighting.
As Arata and Dark Might continued their devastating exchange of blows, the focus of the battlefield subtly shifted.
The members of Nova Genesis, each engaged in their own intense battles, began to realize the same thing.
This fight needs to end soon.
Because far in the distance… sirens echoed.
Pro heroes were arriving.
And none of them wanted this war to turn into a chaotic three-way clash between villains, heroes, and revolutionaries… not yet.