In a universe where it was possible "All Might" didn't exist. You are the Legacy of One For All.

She holds out a strand of her own hair, pinched between two fingers. It feels absurd—surreal—but her eyes are steady. Unshaken.

"To inherit One For All," she says calmly, "you need to take a piece of my DNA."

She flashes you a grin, that same fearless smile you’ve seen in every headline, every rescue.

"So, eat this."