The girl who concisely expined the situation to him is called Tsuyu Asui, while the unconscious boy she is carrying on her shoulders is Minoru Mineta.

  Apparently, a group known as the League of Vilins has infiltrated the USJ, a natural disaster simution facility on the UA campus. Somehow, they managed to interfere with communications, and their connection to the outside world was cut off. However, the homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shota, engaged the Vilins in the square not before ordering the css to evacuate, but one of the Vilins, a dark purple fog, scattered several students around the complex, including Asui and Mineta.

  Sigh. This is not an improvised attack. These Vilins knew what they were getting into, apparently.

  All the Vilins in the square looked at him with eyes filled with surprise, fear and greed. There was no one of note, except the one who had scattered the students, the brat with stuffed hands, and the beast sitting on the now-fainting teacher, the two teenagers behind him. A colossus, perhaps 2.5 meters tall, with completely bck skin and a face resembling a beak bristling with teeth; the body bore countless tears that revealed the underlying muscles. The most disturbing thing, however, was the exposed brain and the completely fixed eyes, which seemed totally empty and lifeless, like those of a corpse.

  The tense, silent air was gradually interrupted, followed by numerous ughs that came from the lips of the Vilins, not incapacitated by Aizawa.

  ?Hey, hey, is he serious?? asked one

  ?Does he show himself in his golden armour and think he's threatening us??

  ?He's certainly a megalomaniac.?

  I never thought I'd miss the Orks. At least they are direct. He thought, sighing.

  But even if the others ughed, it was only those three who didn't ugh. In fact, the brat with the embalmed hands had begun to scratch himself more hysterically. Is that his way of ughing?

  *****

  ?Nomu.? Shiragaki called, pointing to the newcomer ?Kill him.?

  ?GROAAAAAR!!!? the Nomu roared, charging him.

  When he was close enough, the Nomu punched the giant directly in the face, and immediately, there was an explosion from the power of the blow. Everyone believed that was enough, since Nomu was created for the sole purpose of killing All-Might, the Symbol of Peace. Needless to describe their surprise, especially that of Shigaraki and Kurogiri, in seeing the facts.

  The Nomu's fist was firmly held in the golden giant's left hand, immovable and composed. Meanwhile, the Nomu grunted as he felt his bones and nerves crush under his opponent's firm grip. The grip grew increasingly stronger, forcing the Nomu to kneel. There was another dry sound and, this time, the spear broke through the floor.

  ?So be it.? The calm statement made all the Vilins' blood run cold

  With a speed that almost no one could follow, the armoured giant hit the Nomu three times. The st was a punch that sent the beast flying at Shigaraki's feet. The Nomu had a left leg with a protruding fracture; its beak was horribly bent, and its teeth were chipped.

  A series of shots... no, a series of roars thundered in the square and four Vilins, whose Quirks specialised in striking from a distance, fell to the ground, dead or disabled. As if it were the equivalent of a gunshot to start a race, all the Vilins moved.

  ?B-block him!? one of them screamed

  The giant stood in a guard position, and the spear bde surrounded itself with a field of blue energy.

  With a lunge, the giant killed the first Vilin who lunged at him head-on, immediately throwing the corpse to the side, and with a fluid movement, he struck another in the cheek with the knob of the weapon, throwing that one to the side. The same knob struck the stomach of the next Vilin and, as if he had calcuted the timing, made a sweep and five Vilins, including the one struck in the stomach, were either decapitated or dissected. Finally, with his left hand, he took the unfortunate man's face and, deliberately looking at Shigaraki and Kurogiri, the unfortunate man's head imploded under the pressure.

  It was a scene of immeasurable violence, of brutal effectiveness and elegant lethality. The giant was moving at a speed you would never have thought possible for one of his size. With that unnatural speed, fresh blood bathed not only the floor, but also the fountain, the water, and the golden breastpte, giving it an increasingly gloomy aura.

  Shigaraki scratched his neck more and more insistently; he felt the ghost of terror and certain death grasp his heart ever more strongly. In his head, he always shouted the same questions: Who is he? What is it? But as unanswered as his question was, one thing was patently and bloodily clear: the stranger fights with the intention of killing, not incapacitating.

  ?GROOOOAR!?

  Having recovered thanks to the regeneration, Nomu pounced again on the armoured giant that had just subdued yet another opponent with another lunge, but which seemed to have covered his view. Seeing the Nomu a meter away from him, the giant took only one step back, with his left hand on the trigger of the spear. The spear's Bolter roared again, firing three shots at the Nomu's central mass. The bullets penetrated the skin and exploded; small fragments of flesh and skin were all that still remained attached.

  Resistant son of a bitch. Cursed Izuku in his head, approaching the spot where the Nomu had fallen in full regenerative phase.

  ?Thronus! You're worse than those metallic Necron mummies.?

  He did so to permanently sever his head when the Nomu was swallowed by a purplish mist, disappearing. The golden giant nevertheless pulled a low sweep to the right at 180 degrees. In the eyes of a stranger, it was a senseless action, but when the bde of the spear discharged what appeared to be an electrical noise, it was seen how the Nomu's head rolled away from his body.

  The beast, carried behind the golden giant to catch him off guard, saw its head permanently detached from its body. In the wide, but empty eyes, the spark of a feeling appeared that no weapon should feel: fear.

  *****

  On the floor above the square, the remaining students had managed to get their css representative, Tenya Ida, to escape after various efforts to stir up his stubbornness, alert the UA teachers, and seek help.

  But now that they were looking toward the square, the bloody, unnatural scene unfolding before their very eyes made them question whether it was really worth asking for help, beyond turning to regurgitate the meal.

  ?W-what are we looking at?? Mina Ashido asked, kneeling

  Besides her, Ochaco Uraraka, Rikido Sato, Mezo Shoji, and Hanta Sero didn't know what to answer that question. All they knew was that the giant in golden armour was meticulously exterminating all the Vilins, without hesitation or remorse, as if doing so and breathing were the same thing.

  Suddenly, the doors behind them opened, and clouds of dust spread.

  ?DON'T WORRY!? a male voice shouted ?BECAUSE I AM HERE!?

  Everyone, including those in the blood-stained square, turned to the voice. The students began to smile, relieved and happy.

  An imposing figure with a powerfully muscur and well-defined physique, reminiscent of a cssic Western comic book superhero. He has sculpted facial features, including a pronounced jaw, pronounced cheekbones, and bushy eyebrows. Her short blond hair is combed back, with two distinct tufts protruding slightly from either side at the front. His robust features often cast a shadow over his face. He seemed to smile, but his smile was furious. He put on a shirt and trousers that were supposed to be a suit and, angrily, tore his tie.

  ?????All-Might!????? all the students excimed happily

  ?I already had a terrible feeling...? he began, advancing. ?I also had to cut short what the principal wanted to tell me to come and take a look at your condition. I met young Ida, who gave me--!!!?

  "FSHK"

  All Might, the Symbol of Peace, stood in front of the step, petrified. Blood. Vilins' blood and corpses everywhere, killed so effectively and cleanly, with so little damage to the area, that the cshes faced by the Symbol of Peace seemed to be the result of a fight between thugs in a bar. Followed by the sound of what sounded like a fsh of lightning, the head of a muscur Vilin rolled away from his executioner: a giant in golden armour.