Before anyone could launch another coordinated strike, Goku moved.
In a blur faster than sound, he closed the gap to **All Might**. The Symbol of Peace, even in his weakened state, had been pushing his limits, muscles bulging under the strain of borrowed time and a mysterious reversal quirk that had somehow stitched his old wound closed. All Might's eyes widened as Goku's fist sank deep into his gut with surgical precision—not malice, just overwhelming force.
The impact was cataclysmic. All Might's massive frame folded around the punch like paper, a wet cough exploding from his lips as blood sprayed across the cracked pavement. The sheer kinetic energy hurled him skyward, rocketing through low clouds like a human missile. Wind howled in his wake, tearing tiles from nearby rooftops.
Goku didn't hesitate. Using **Instant Transmission**—a flicker so fast it looked like teleportation—he appeared directly above the ascending hero. His leg snapped down in a brutal axe kick. The heel connected with All Might's back mid-air, driving him downward with meteoric force.
The ground didn't just crack—it **shattered**. A seismic boom rolled outward as All Might cratered into the UA courtyard. Concrete exploded in a radial wave, chunks the size of cars flying like shrapnel. The shockwave lifted pro heroes off their feet—**Endeavor** skidded back cursing, flames flaring defensively; **Hawks** was flung into a wall with a grunt; even distant students screamed as they were hurled across the lawn. Dust billowed in a choking mushroom cloud, obscuring the sun.
When the haze finally thinned, the devastation was apocalyptic. UA's main building had split cleanly in two, like a cleaved mountain, one half leaning drunkenly while the other collapsed inward. Injured Class 1-A students lay scattered—some groaning, others unconscious—amid twisted rebar and shattered glass. Sirens wailed in the distance, but they felt futile against the scale of ruin.
From the rubble, **Katsuki Bakugo** erupted like a living bomb.
"Die, you spiky-haired freak!" he roared, palms igniting with sweat-fueled nitro explosions. He launched forward in a blistering charge, unleashing a concentrated **AP Shot** amplified into a roaring torrent of orange fire. The blast could have leveled a city block on its own.
But Goku vanished.
A heartbeat later, iron fingers clamped around Bakugo's ankle mid-leap. With casual strength, Goku spun and hurled him skyward. Bakugo tumbled through the air, cursing wildly as he fought for control. He twisted, using smaller explosions to stabilize, snarling as he righted himself over the city skyline.
Goku was already there—appearing like a ghost. His knee drove upward into Bakugo's stomach with piston-like force. Air and blood burst from Bakugo's mouth in a violent spray. The impact propelled him backward, crashing through the glass facade of a towering skyscraper. Steel beams buckled; floors pancaked inward as he plowed through office after office, finally embedding in the far wall in a cloud of pulverized drywall and shattered monitors.
All Might, coughing blood but refusing to stay down, rose from his crater. His eyes blazed with renewed fire. "Young Midoriya... stay back!" he bellowed, voice echoing across the ruins. Muscles swelled as he pushed toward 50% power—enough to make the air tremble. "Detroit... SMASH!"
His fist rocketed forward, a shockwave ripping ahead of it. The ground beneath Goku liquefied into a churning desert of sand and buried wreckage. Entire buildings sank into the churned earth like sinking ships. The force was planet-shaking—yet Goku simply raised one hand and caught All Might's massive fist mid-strike.
The collision rang like a thunderclap.
Goku yanked All Might forward by the trapped arm, then slammed his forehead into the hero's face in a devastating headbutt. Bone met bone with a sickening crack. All Might staggered backward, blood streaming from his nose, before the momentum hurled him kilometers away—crashing through distant hills in a trail of uprooted trees and flying debris.
**Izuku Midoriya**—Deku—couldn't wait any longer.
"Gearshift!" he shouted, black lightning crackling around his body as he activated the second user's quirk. Time seemed to warp around him; his movements accelerated beyond human perception. Combined with **Smokescreen**, thick fog billowed from his mouth, cloaking his approach.
Goku sensed the shift. His eyes narrowed—not in fear, but interest.
Deku burst from the smoke like a green comet, fists blazing with One For All at dangerous percentages. But Goku reacted faster. He raised one palm, ki surging in a brilliant white-gold sphere the size of a small mountain. It hung there for a frozen second—then detonated without contact.
The explosion was biblical.
A blinding flash swallowed half the city. Buildings vaporized; streets turned to rivers of molten asphalt and blood. A colossal crater yawned where downtown once stood, edges glowing red. Shockwaves rolled outward, shattering windows for kilometers. Screams were drowned in the roar.
In the UA monitor room, All Might's old friend—**Sir Nighteye**'s successor, perhaps, or another trusted ally—stared in horror at the feeds. "This... this is beyond any villain," they whispered, slamming the emergency button. "Distress call to every hero in the prefecture! Prioritize evacuation of the injured and trapped—underground warehouses, now!"
Back on the battlefield, rubble shifted. All Might tore free first, coughing dust. "Young Midoriya! Are you alright?!"
A smaller mound exploded outward. Deku burst through, uniform in tatters—chest bare and heaving, blood trickling from a gash across his forehead. His green eyes burned with determination. "Yeah... I'm alright, All Might."
Deku stared at the distant figure hovering kilometers away—Goku, untouched, arms crossed again. "I thought... you couldn't use your power anymore."
All Might managed a bloody smile. "My friend worked something out. Reversal and healing quirks... they mended what All For One tore apart. My power—it's back. Not forever, perhaps, but long enough."
Deku clenched his fist, feeling the storm of One For All surging within him—stronger than ever, laced with echoes of All For One's lingering malice. "I gave it up... to beat Shigaraki. I thought it was gone forever. But it found its way back. I can feel it overflowing."
"Me too, Midoriya," All Might replied, voice steady despite the pain. "Let's defeat him."
They nodded in unison—mentor and successor—and charged.
They threw everything: All Might's United States of Smash at full power, Deku's Blackwhip lashing out like dark serpents, Gearshift accelerating their strikes to blurring speeds. Punches, kicks, combinations—years of training poured into a desperate symphony.
Goku tanked it all.
He blocked, dodged, parried—smiling the whole time. Not mocking, but genuinely enjoying the challenge. He studied their movements, going purely defensive, letting them exhaust themselves against his unbreakable guard.
Then **Bakugo** exploded out of the skyscraper ruins, body smoking but unbroken. "I'm not done, you bastard!"
He unleashed a town-leveling **Howitzer Impact**—a spiraling vortex of fire and concussive force.
Goku let it wash over him. The explosion bloomed like a second sun, smoke choking the sky.
In the obscuring cloud, Goku surged forward. He slipped between Deku and All Might like smoke, driving double gut punches—faster than thought. Both heroes doubled over, air exploding from their lungs as they slammed into the ground, carving twin furrows through concrete.
Goku raised his hand again, ki gathering in a brilliant orb.
Bakugo rocketed in, screaming defiance.
Goku pivoted and delivered a single, clean punch to Bakugo's face. The explosion boy vanished in a streak, crashing into the distant mountains with enough force to trigger avalanches.
All Might rose once more, wounds bleeding but spirit unbroken. "One... Hundred... Percent... DETROIT SMASH!"
The air ignited in a kaleidoscope of colors—red, blue, gold—as the ultimate punch erupted. A multicolored shockwave swept across half the city, buildings toppling like dominoes, smoke flooding streets.
Yet when the haze cleared, Goku stood unmoved.
He exhaled slowly. No transformation—no Super Saiyan glow. Just pure, raw **ki** building around him like an invisible storm. The ground trembled; winds howled.
He engaged All Might blow for blow—fists blurring across the skyline, shockwaves leveling blocks with each clash. They danced through the air, over ruined highways, through collapsing towers.
Deku joined, Blackwhip whipping out to restrain, Float keeping him airborne.
Goku countered effortlessly. A knee to Deku's ribs—crack—bones fracturing. A ki-infused blast sent All Might reeling before he could guard. Goku grabbed Deku by the face, slamming him downward into pavement that cratered like glass.
All Might charged back, bloodied but roaring. Goku met him head-on—then delivered a punch of devastating might.
The Symbol of Peace flew backward once more, crashing into the same distant mountain range. Rocks tumbled for miles.
Goku floated higher, surveying the broken city. Smoke rose in pillars. Sirens wailed faintly. Heroes evacuated the wounded in the distance.
He scratched his head, frowning slightly.
"Man... You guy's are better than the last universe, but still far from a warm-up."