Oh my God...

I stood in complete shock—alongside Toga—staring up at the giant man in front of us as he ran at the two of us and destroyed everything in his path. Leaving destruction in his wake, he retracted his fist and brought it raining down where Toga and I had been standing—before we moved out of the way, of course.

"Ahh! Dabi, Spinner, Twice, Mr. Compress!" I cried out, jumping out of the way of his giant fist. "We could use a little help out here!"

Activating Ghost, to catch my breath, I allowed the man's attack to pass through me, before activating my Energy Whips and preparing to act on the offensive. Seeing the ground where Toga and I had been standing destroyed, I sprung into action.

Dabi was the first to exit the tent, after hearing the commotion, and began to activate his flames as my whip rained down onto the man's shoulder. Over the time that I've possessed my quirks, I've been steadily improving them. From reaching heats of up to one-thousand-sixty-four degrees celsius back in the summer, my whips can now reach heats of up to one-thousand-six-hundred and seventy degrees Celsius.

That's a six-hundred and six-degree difference.

That level of heat should have been more than enough to melt this man to a liquid state, yet it didn't. Of course, as soon as he yielded, I would have retracted my whip and taken him to All For One's Doctor once my whip had penetrated his skin; however, that time never came.

My feet collided with the man's chest, and I used him as a platform to propel myself into the air—removing my whip from his skin—but as I flew back, I saw that his flesh was completely intact. The only evidence that my whip had even struck him was a faint slash mark, barely visible. It looked like a normal whip mark from a really light slashing. It was almost as if my whip was just some normal whip against him.

That was the gap in raw-strength that the man and I held.

As I was now out of the way, I noticed Dabi's blue flames emerging from my right. His face held a smug look as if he thought his flames would do anything to the man in front of us. His flames were much cooler than my whips were, so if my whips did nothing, there was virtually no hope for Dabi's flames.

As Dabi realized that his flames held no effect on the giant man in front of us, his expression dropped and he began bolting for a place further away from the tent—most likely understanding that he wouldn't be able to ward off any attacks headed towards him, which would cause injuries to the people still inside the tent.

"Why are you so weak?!" The man cried out as I continued my futile attempts at attacking him. "I want to accept him, but All For One, I... I just can't!"

Raining down attacks on us and the ground, I began to hear a voice. It sounded vaguely familiar, but the pieces finally came together as I could make out the words being uttered.

"Gi... Ku..." The voice started, sounding broken and cut off. "You seem to be at a loss... Yagi Izuku..."

"Doctor..." The words flowed past my lips in both a shocked and certain tone.

"Did you say Doctor?" Spinner thought aloud, as we all stood staring at the large, naked man in front of us—gripping his head and yelling in frustration.

"I take it you headed to All For One's instructions and brought your League around for the ride. How've you all been doing?" The voice spoke.

"Fine. Thanks... But we're about to be mincemeat..." I responded, glancing around the battlefield in an attempt to understand where the voice had been coming from.

As my eyes landed on an old radio on the floor with a shoulder-strap attached to the bulky device, I felt a surge of power flow through the ground underneath me. Feeling my body fly upwards—I reactivated Ghost and allowed the debris, flying around me, to pass through my being, and flew above the explosion in the ground.

Wow.

My eyes travelled around the battlefield we had been battling on in shock and disbelief. The damage caused by that man's attack was insane. With only one hammer-fist-punch to the ground, this man completely ravaged everything within a five-mile radius, give or take. It was astonishing how he managed to level the entire landscape with such minimal effort.

He would definitely be an important ally in my mission of liberation.

"I take it you've met Gigantomachia?" The Doctor stated in the form of a rhetorical question. "He's a big supporter of All For One. He even used to be his bodyguard!"

So this is the man All For One had asked me to win over...

I thought I was supposed to have another thirty-three hours before All For One would send this man after the League and I...

This must have been a test.

All For One needs someone worthy of inheriting his quirk. Not only did he need someone with willpower, strength, and motive, but he also needed someone who had the intellect and adaptive-mindset to properly use his quirk. He needed someone with the tactic, on-the-spot thinking, and leadership skills to take care of a fleet of people in harsh conditions and dangerous situations.

I'd assume that would be why All For One asked me to take the whole of the League out of the base, and into the middle of the woods in the harsh and cold environment with no idea what we would be walking into. He wanted to see what I would do.

Would I think ahead and bring warm clothes and a proper-tent to keep my team warm, but risk being slowed down by the weight of the equipment we'd be hauling to God knows where. Or, would I think to use one of the quirks available to me and create a copy of whatever I needed when I needed it.

Very clever, All For One...

"He is one of the people All For One trusts the most. With that extraordinarily durable body of his... He could handle multiple quirks even without getting remodelled first..."

I was remodelled upon receiving my quirks—which was why I had taken around six days to wake up after receiving my quirks—but to think that this man was strong enough to handle multiple quirks, even before being remodelled, was incredible. It only further demonstrates how incredibly powerful this man was.

"When All For One was weakened by All Might all those years ago, he had thought his defeat would be inevitable—not having met you, yet—and so he hid Gigantomachia away." The Doctor explained. "No matter what might happen to him... He made sure... His hopes and dreams would live on."

I'd assume he had planned for Tomura to have done this, rather than me.

Nevertheless, having such a backup plan, that also doubles as both a training exercise and a test of sorts, and having it planned five years in advance, takes quite the amount of skill and patience.

"Call me crazy, but I'm having a hard time..." Dabi began, whilst firing another blazing attack towards the giant man in front of us. "Seeing this as some generous gift."

"Nice insight, Dabi! I'd say you're right! Gigantomachia is loyal to a fault. So loyal that... It hurts him to think that Yagi doesn't measure up to his old Master." The Doctor replied to Dabi's observation.

So, this man doesn't think I'm worthy of being All For One's successor, huh?

"We'd better go all out and show him we're worthy!" Dabi shouted as he fired a flaming attack towards the man in front of us.

We're...

The way he used the word 'we're' rather than 'he' was made me feel warm inside. It was as if he was saying that we were all in this together, even though the Doctor had only specified me as a target for this man's wrath. I glanced towards Dabi and slightly smiled while nodding.

These are my friends, and I will give it my all to prove that we're worthy of Gigantomachia's loyalty.

"That won't be enough. For now... Hmm, let me see..." The Doctor spoke as Dabi's attack landed.

The man roared out in anger as Dabi's flames were revealed to—yet again—serve as completely ineffective.

"Not very effective, Dabi!" Toga cried out in worry as she remarked the noticeably angrier power-house in front of us.

"Machia..." Spoke the voice of All For One through the radio.

Gigantomachia instantly calmed down and lunged for the radio box, purring and rubbing against it like a cat who had just been fed by a stranger.

"A recording of All For One's voice, when All For One hasn't spoken to him in years... Is just the thing to calm him down."

I stared in glee as I watched the man before me. His strength would make him just the power-house that we'd need for the League. Although I'm quite strong, my strength is unreliable, and only truly worked under certain conditions. Like, for instance, if I don't have any power stored up from previous fights, then I'd have to hope that my opponent in battle would have a strength-enhancing quirk and rely on that; meanwhile, Gigantomachia could just use his own strength and muscle mass.

While I envy quirks that enhance the user's strength, I can't help but feel happy with what I have at the moment. From growing up and living my life with nothing to now having more than the average, I can't honestly feel jealous when I'm met with a quirk far more superior than my own. Of course, with All For One, I would be able to steal any quirk I would have ever wanted.

"I want to speak to you for a moment, give me a minute..."

"A minute? For what?" Toga asked.

"I swear if this old coot doesn't get to the point..." Twice began, trailing off as his mouth began to envelop in a smog of sorts—similar to the warping material All For One had used on us the day of my father's death.

"Isn't this the quirk All For One used in Kamino?! How? Why?" Mr. Compress asked.

"Let's have a real chat..."

As my airways filled with the disgusting and repulsive black mist, I could feel my body slipping into a warp. My breathing became restricted, and I could hear the chokes of my friends as they tried to claw their way to resistance until ultimately giving in to what was happening.

The light returned to my eyes as we were finally at our destination, and I could breathe again. I wasn't a fan of not being able to breathe, even for just a moment. While I could tolerate holding my breath for a few seconds at a time, I couldn't last long without panicking. Holding my breath brought back memories. Memories I didn't want to relive. Memories I didn't want to keep holding me back, but I knew I would never be rid of them no matter what I tried.

It seemed no matter where I went, I was always getting hurt. Somehow. Even when I was just laying under a cloud, beside a lake, trying to think. Their shadows would always haunt me. The way I was perfectly happy one minute, going into my thoughts, and underwater the next, gasping for air—wondering whether or not those would be my last moments.

"Nomu?" Dabi's voice cut me loose from my reminiscing as I suddenly became aware of my surroundings. "But unlike any we've ever seen before..."

"Ho, ho, can you tell the difference?! Ho, ho, ho, ho, once again, you've got a pair of sharp eyes, Dabi! Yep, these little ones are nothing like the mid and low-level Nomu! They're high end! Super Nomu I could almost call masterpieces! Impressive, huh? They're my finest work yet!!" The Doctor explained in a long tangent, rather than getting to the point of why he had brought us here in such a revolting manner.

"Why are we here?" I asked before anyone else had the chance to make remarks regarding the Doctor's work—which would have sent him into yet another tangent.

"Ah, glad you should ask. You're all fresh faces. Shigaraki had been the only of you to have truly met me in person before; however, now that he's gone, I've taken it upon myself to properly introduce myself. I have, of course, spoken to Yagi before, but the only time I've met him in person was when I had remodelled him so that his body could hold his quirks." The Doctor explained. "Although, I wouldn't really count that as meeting Yagi, considering he was unconscious." He laughed.

He then went on to introduce who he was and what he did, before finally answering my earlier question.

"Anyhow, Yagi..." He began. "I've summoned you here to personally explain to you... These little ones... My tech... I've offered it all to the great All For One. Until this point, your League has only been seeing bits and pieces of my work, and although I have nothing against you, I simply don't see a reason that you would be worthy of any of this when the time were to come."

I hadn't expected him to give me anything.

I just assumed that he would stick with All For One, and branch out once All For One was killed or captured, rather than continue his mission with me.

I honestly wouldn't mind working to prove my worth to the Doctor, because otherwise, I wouldn't feel as if I had earned any of this stuff.

"While I do see you as much more impressive, intellectually-speaking, than Shigaraki had been, you are nothing but a sixteen-year-old child." He continued on. "So, what can you do to prove me otherwise?"

"Huh..."