The deafening sound of collapsing rubble shook the air, the ground trembling beneath your feet. Smoke and dust swallowed the battlefield as panicked cries of children faded into the chaos. You stood frozen for a heartbeat, watching the scene unfold like a nightmare you couldn’t wake from. The young heroes—Eraser Head, Present Mic, and Loud Cloud—fought desperately, their inexperience betrayed by the raw fear in their eyes as they faced the monstrous villain, Garvey.

Amid the chaos, Oboro’s Cloud quirk stretched out, shielding the children from the onslaught. But it wasn’t enough. The building groaned, a deadly warning, as a section of it began to collapse.

And then you saw it—concrete and steel breaking free, falling straight toward Oboro.

“Oboro! Watch out!” Aizawa’s shout pierced through the cacophony, his voice laced with terror.

Oboro turned, his usual grin still faintly lingering, unaware of the crushing danger descending from above. Your heart seized. That moment—the one etched in history, the one you’d heard of and read about—was here.

Your body moved on instinct, faster than your thoughts, faster than reason. Your legs carried you forward, pounding against the fractured ground as you tore through the smoke. Every muscle burned, but you didn’t stop. You couldn’t stop. This was it—the moment to rewrite fate.