I stood there, watching the young man before me, Toshinori Yagi, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and determination as the power settled into him. The transfer was done; One For All now coursed through his veins, a flame passed from my hands to his. But as the glow faded and the wind around us stilled, doubt crept in like shadows at dusk. He was quirkless, born without any power in a world where quirks defined heroes and villains alike. What if this was a mistake? What if his body couldn’t handle it, or worse, what if he crumbled under the weight of what I’d just given him?

“Toshinori,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm in my chest. I placed a hand on his shoulder, feeling the tremor in his frame, excitement, fear, or the quirk awakening? “You’ve got it now. One For All. It’s not just strength; it’s a legacy, a responsibility that could break even the strongest. And you… you started with nothing. No quirk to build on. Are you sure you’re ready for this?”