*BOOOOM*
Ha… ha… wha—what happened?
Wait—something's wrong with my eyesight…
*Swish*
???: "Hello, my dear soul number 6963742.
You've been chosen for reincarnation. You get three wishes. And if you don't accept... well, your soul will be destroyed. You've entered a godly domain, after all.
So, hurry up. Tell me your wishes."
Ha…? (What the actual fuck is happening right now?! If I find whoever—)
???: "Stop. Right. There. I can read your mind just fine, so spare me the mental drama and think clearly."
Tch… rude ass robot… or god… whatever this thing is…
Fine, if I'm getting reincarnated, then here's what I want:
> "First wish— I want to be reborn into an alternate version of My Hero Academia where my family and friends also exist, and I want to regain all my memories at the age of 10.
Second wish— I want perfect atomic structure control, so I can create anything I want, even change or mold my own body at will."
???: "Hmm… atomic structure control? That can be done. Not bad.
What about your next two wishes?"
> "For the next ones… I want to remember everything from both my lives, and I want the ability to **process all that information faster than any version of Galvin could."
???: "That's a trick wish. Too powerful for a single slot. You'll either have to change it or spend both your remaining wishes on it."
> "Tch… fine. Use both. It's not like I've got more wishes waiting around."
???: "Very well. All set. Here you go—your new life in your chosen world. Try not to screw it up too fast."
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Author's Note:
And that, folks, is how our reincarnated bastard met a pissed-off god (or bored admin AI or whatever) and annoyed him enough to get kicked into a new world with ridiculous powers. The journey of chaos begins...