SPIDER_LOVER

warning
this will have very little seriousness, this fic will have WAY too much slice of life. if you've come for the reality system then be depressed as it'll come in like at chapter 20-ish.
also cringe.

also, just to let you know. i take LONG breaks. so be prepared.

and last thing, I cant really do fight scenes well. so there probably won't be many same-strength ones. there will be many OP beats up weak. but eh.

also, mc does abuse to every important character just because

overpowered as fuck, so over power she even beat goku.

(op mc just fucks around with people)

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a high school girl whose name does not matter, she lived her days going through school. and her hobbies, which were normal stuff like gaming, watching anime, and reading WAY TO MUCH FUCKING fanfics. now she was walking to school reading a "Happy 18th birthday" text when a large ass fucking vehicle hits her, killing her instantly.

but that was not her end as she was reincarnated as a baby. back in the modern world, with her memories intact.  she was confused, shocked, and angered by her death. like she hadn't even drunk alcohol or had sex yet, but as time passed by she accepted the situation.

this second life went even better than the first, she was treated as a genius and had a lot of things as a child. she was given all the entertainment in the world so she was as happy as a golden child could be. . . but then, she died again. her time of death, her 18th birthday. . . 

"suspicious," she thought as her 3rd life started but decided to put that theory on hold, it's just a coincidence. . . 

she died again and now she knew it was not a coincidence. and she could not do jack shit, so she did any normal person in a reincarnation cycle that leads to death at 18. whatever the fuck she wants, so this life she decided to drill knowledge into her brain. . . 

and now the 4th life, yet this was slightly different from the other 3 as now she was in the Marvel universe. well, not important. this life she decides to pick up a few martial arts.

now it was the 5th life and . . . she was now a he, huh.

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after 18 loops of different universes and different universes, different anime, to different manhwa's until she was reincarnated into the Mha universe, the last one.

she, now with her 300 years of knowledge and experience, was basically a master of almost every skill imaginable. what did she do with this knowledge? become a child vigilante.
now at 15 years old, she was bored as fuck and was now waiting for 2 weeks to pass as that was when the UA entrance exam would start.

. . . 

she sat at her counter petting the ever-loving shit out of one of her cats waiting for a customer to walk into her cafe shop when . . .

The loop trial has been completed, you are worthy for the Reality Altering System.
do you accept?

[yes]  [yes]

"Well, you're like a few fucking centuries late."

The Reality Altering System (MHA)

(this is extra for last chap) there will be many like this.

"Honey, could you get that!" I called out from the kitchen, pausing mid-slice to avoid cutting myself. A few seconds later, I heard Izuku's familiar voice echo from his room, "OK, Mom, in a second!"

I nodded to myself, smiling. He's probably writing up a report about that fight from earlier, I thought, chuckling softly. My son always had such a passion for heroes. It was endearing, even if it worried me sometimes. Turning back to the stovetop, I flipped the meat sizzling in the pan. "Oh, better focus. I can't be daydreaming about him right now - I can't be burning dinner now, can I? I giggled to myself.

A minute passed, and I heard him running down the hall toward the door. My heart warmed at the thought. Maybe it's one of his friends? It had been so long since Izuku brought anyone over. Ever since he and Katsuki stopped being close, he hadn't really connected with anyone since... his diagnosis...

but distracted by my less-than-happy thoughts, I nearly burned the meat. "Oh no, the food!" I yelped, quickly flipping it over. There I go, daydreaming again.

Five minutes ticked by, and I realized Izuku still hadn't come back. What's going on out there? "Honey who's at the door?" I shouted as I plated the food. but no response 'Huh, that's weird, he usually replies to that...' "Honey?" I cleaned my hands off before walking to the front door, catching a glimpse of my son standing at it, frozen. quite red-looking

'oh no did something happen>?' I thought worriedly as I quickened my pace and Standing at the door was a girl, around Izuku's age, with strikingly long hair. Black at the roots, that shifted to a spacey (yeah fuck you spacey's a word) purple at the tips, like something you'd see in a starry night sky.

she was definitely someone you would call pretty, like very pretty. 'oh' I thought, as my eyes switched between her and izuku. a sly smile on my face, my thoughts going in a certain direction but abruptly stopped when "Are you inko midoriya." I heard the girl ask me, her tone was quite professional for someone her age. "I tried to ask him, but he. froze the second he opened the door."

then I realized what must've happened, I blinked twice before snapping back to reality "OH oh, I'm sorry for my son. he isn't good with people." I gave a quick small bow before moving izuku back. "y-yes I am inko midoriya... but, who are you?" I asked as I had not a single clue as to who she was. but she knows me somehow. "right, we wouldn't have met yet, well I'm the owner of these complexes. The landlord. I'm here to speak with you about your one-month overdue rent. Here." She held out a neatly folded piece of paper, her voice leaving no room for objection.

i froze as she gave me a polite smile, that for some odd reason gave me a chill, but that wasn't what I was stunned at. She's the landlord? My gaze darted between her and the paper in her hand. Slowly, I unfolded it, and sure enough, it contained the details of my overdue payment.

she is the landlord! but how? she looked like she could be my son's classmate! Maybe it was her quirk?—yeah, that had to be it. Some quirks could age people differently. That was probably it. Definitely.

"hmm, You seem shocked, but yes, I'm the landlord. And yes, I'm thirteen. but that isn't what's important at the moment right now is it?" she gave me a small smile that just screamed "This is fun" SHE-whaaaat? HUUUUH?????

I shouted in pure confusion inside my mind before I too froze like my son.

A/N ahaha, being an asshole never gets old. even to a kind lady.

Izuku: I talked to a girl

kuromi: no, you stood there like an idiot. there was no talking on your part.

Izuku: . . . a girl talked to me.

Kuromi: to talk to your mother

Izuku: . . . i was asked by a gir

extra - inko