My Hero Academia: Thunder God

All Might's thoughts mirrored Momo's earlier speculation about Tetsutetsu, but he still found the situation incredible.

In this world, while the understanding of Quirk Awakening isn't perfect, the basic rules are well established.

Most people awaken their Quirks before the age of four, and certainly no later than six. For Kaminari to suddenly "awaken" something new now? That was bizarre, to say the least.

If it wasn't an awakening, though, then what could it be?

"Kaminari…"

All Might frowned as he thought about the electrifying young man. The more he pondered, the more curious and bewildered he became. Kaminari was a puzzle he couldn't quite figure out.

Meanwhile, Kaminari paid no attention to All Might or anyone else for that matter. Even if he could guess what others were thinking, he wouldn't care.

To him, the Iron Sand Series was like the Six Styles: a secret skill.

The concept of combining "meditation" and "electric current manipulation" to control magnetism was something Kaminari planned to keep to himself.

It wasn't as if he was the only lightning Quirk user in the world. While his abilities were unique in some ways, the basic principles were the same as other electricity-based Quirks.

Take that electricity Quirk villain he encountered during the USJ attack, if people like that got wind of his technique, they might be able to reverse-engineer it. And who's to say they wouldn't use it against him in the future?

The bottom line was simple: why should he share this method with anyone?

Kaminari had no desire to be some benevolent teacher handing out techniques for free. He wasn't obligated to give others the tools to compete with him.

The first person to finish the race soon arrived at the designated location: Bakugo Katsuki.

But despite finishing first, Bakugo's face was a mask of frustration rather than triumph. His eyes were locked on Kaminari as he approached on his floating iron sand.

"He… he's gotten even stronger again…"

Bakugo's hands trembled as memories of the past week flooded his mind.

"What the hell was I doing these past seven days?"

Hairdressing, trying on jeans, patrolling…

"Damn it!!!"

Regret and rage swirled in his chest. If he could go back, he would never have chosen Best Jeanist for his workplace experience. Never!

It was painfully clear now: Best Jeanist's polished and professional approach wasn't compatible with Bakugo's explosive nature.

With a gust of wind, Kaminari floated down gracefully on his "flying iron plate." Just as it was about to touch the ground, the plate disintegrated into iron sand, swirling behind him like a shadowy storm.

Strangely, even after landing, Kaminari kept his eyes closed. He stood silently in front of All Might and Bakugo, as though lost in thought.

Moments later, Todoroki arrived on a path of gleaming ice. Tokoyami followed soon after, his expression as calm and reserved as ever. Lastly, there was Aoyama, stubbornly propelling himself forward with his naval laser.

Aoyama's persistence was… admirable, if not slightly comical. His glittering cape was in tatters, and his uniform was covered in dirt and scrapes from countless falls. But no matter how many times he stumbled, he refused to walk on two legs like a normal person.

Meanwhile, Kaminari was deep in thought, oblivious to the others around him.

"What should I do with this iron sand?" he wondered. "Just leave it here? Seems like a waste…"

Then, something extraordinary happened.

Centered on the platform where Kaminari, All Might, and Bakugo stood, iron sand began rising from the surrounding area. From the soil, from cracks in the pipes, and even from the steel structures themselves, black particles floated into the air.

The swirling iron sand coalesced into an enormous mass, moving with an almost sentient intelligence.

"What is he doing now?" All Might muttered, narrowing his eyes at the display.

Even Bakugo's usual scowl gave way to wide-eyed disbelief as the black mass continued to grow.

It was clear that Kaminari wasn't just experimenting. He was about to do something… dramatic.

In truth, Kaminari had a mischievous plan brewing in his mind.

He wanted to make a mark on U.A.—to leave something unforgettable. He wasn't just here to compete; he wanted to create a legend.

"Alright, maybe this is a bit over the top," he admitted to himself. "But hey, if I'm going to do this, I might as well go all out!"

And so, with unwavering focus, he continued shaping the iron sand.

On the viewing platform, the rest of Class 1-A watched in stunned silence.

Tetsutetsu, Kirishima, Momo, Kyoka, all of them were speechless as the swirling mass began to take shape.

Two minutes later, when Kaminari's "work" was complete, the entire arena was left in shock.

Standing in the center of Sports Field Y was a towering, ten-meter-tall sculpture made entirely of iron sand.

The sculpture was an exact replica of Kaminari himself, dressed in his battle gear and striking a heroic pose. The black iron figure loomed over the industrial landscape, gazing toward the U.A. teaching building like a silent guardian.

From the perspective of the satellite cameras, the scene was surreal. The massive, dark figure stood out starkly against the dense industrial environment, its shadow stretching ominously across the field.

Silence fell over the field and the viewing platform.

Whether it was Todoroki, Bakugo, or the rest of the class, everyone stared at the sculpture with their mouths agape.

Finally, it was All Might who broke the silence, his voice trembling.

"Kaminari… what… what are you doing?!"

Kaminari opened his golden eyes slowly and turned to face All Might. Without a hint of embarrassment, he gestured toward the sculpture and smiled.

"I thought the scenery here was too boring, so I decided to make some art for the school. At the same time, I tested my new Quirk, Iron Control!"

"Art… artwork?" All Might's face twitched as he tried to process the absurdity of what he'd just heard.

"No, wait—what did you just say?" he stammered. "New Quirk?"

Kaminari nodded confidently.

"Yep, I awakened the ability to control iron sand five days ago. It's still a bit rough, though. I have to close my eyes and concentrate to use it properly."

He smiled again, his expression calm and collected.

Yes, this was his plan all along: to pass off the Iron Sand Series as a newly awakened Quirk.

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