Light blinded his vision. For a second he thought a person was running towards him, through an arrow door he seemed to be approaching fast.
At the instant when he was close enough to figure out the person's face obscured by light, his fast descent from earlier stopped and finally the light obstructing his vision dimmed.
His eyes adjusted and he found himself in a large open area. He wasn't alone; his still-adjusting eyes spotted many silhouettes in front of him.
The area was expansive; however, the sky wasn't visible. All he could tell was that he was under a dome of sorts.
"Who is he…"
"Where did he come from?"
"Another villain."
"Isn't he too young for that…"
"Don't know but he's definitely too handsome to be a villain."
"Hey… what does that have to do with anything."
"Shut up… focus."
Orion heard all sorts of murmuring from the people a little away from him. He was only happy that at least he could understand them.
After his buzzing mind finally became capable of rational thought, he observed them and was shocked.
A girl with pink skin, an alien with strange limbs with wing-like shapes and a crow head…
He also saw a strange black mist taking human-like appearance. Or it was the other way around, seeing how many demi-humans existed here.
'Where the hell did that dungeon gate throw me?' Orion cursed to himself. But as he observed them more, he realized where he was.
"Hey you. Who are you? Are you a hero? Are you from UA…" the crow head asked, with guarded stance.
'UA…' Orion's head snapped at that name like he was given a shock.
"Wait… this place." Orion once again looked around him. It was definitely a man-made building, not a dungeon, and it looked very modern with lights and air conditioning.
"I know this place. This is USJ… from My Hero Academia…"
The moment he realized where he was, he instantly connected it with when he fought Tenya Iida back in the dungeon. Only after beating him did he get access to this Legacy Dungeon.
So the Legacy Dungeon is the USJ attack?
No doubt this place was trouble. Whether it was the heroes or the villains, either way beating any side would be hard. He was only level 1 now.
That was when the system notification once again came alive.
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Legacy Dungeon – USJ Attack
World – My Hero Academia
Summary – People in this world are born with various types of super powers which are called quirks. Some may use them for heroism while others break the law.
Dedicated institutions have been established to make new generations of heroes. One such is UA, a famous hero school in Japan.
Class 1-A has come for their hero field trip in USJ, a disaster and rescue simulation place created by UA to train their students.
However, the League of Villains has attacked.
[Goal]
Save students and teachers.
Beat the villains.
Defeat Nomu.
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Orion read it and now it was clear to him that he had indeed come to the MHA world. That little summary was pointless, he had seen the anime. However, it was still good to have it.
'Save students and teachers, beat the villains, and finally beat Nomu,' Orion muttered, planning away.
The first two were doable. However, fighting Nomu gave him a chill. It was the same enemy which gave All Might a run for his money. How would he beat him?
"Oi, did you not listen to what I said? Stop ignoring us. Tell me, are you a hero or a villain?" another boy asked, this one looking much more hot-headed. His hair stood out among all of them.
'Kirishima…' Orion knew this character. He also realized who the others were. The pink-haired girl was Mina. The crow head was Fumikage.
'And that means that purple mist over there, that's Kurogiri. His power, or quirk in this world's power system, teleport…'
"I'm none," Orion finally shouted back after taking in the entire situation.
Others looked confused at his announcement. He ignored them, shifting his eyes towards where Nomu and Shigaraki were standing. The big bad villains. They were right in front of him; however, going there immediately would be courting death.
First, fighting against some normal villains to check where he stood in the power scaling was the better idea.
"Call me Orion. I'm not a hero; however, I will help you guys out," Orion said, making others even more wary of him. But upon hearing that he wasn't with the villains, the Class 1-A students did look a bit more relieved.
"Tell me, where are the rest of you?" he asked.
After a bit of hesitation, the Pro Hero Thirteen finally came forward to say, "…We are not sure. They were teleported randomly at different evacuation points in USJ. There are many villains around as well."
"I'm not sure who you are; however, I can't let you enter in there. Besides, not knowing whether you're with the villains, we can't let a civilian enter into danger either," she firmly stated.
"Sorry… but I can't have that. I'm here to fight. However, be assured, I'm not your enemy," Orion said and dashed off towards one of the rescue simulation spots.
"Hey wait…" Thirteen shouted, and even other UA students came between him to stop him. However, with excellent dodging skills, he evaded them all and rushed towards the nearest place where he could get some villains' asses to kill.
[This place is strange.]
The voice which had been quiet until now finally spoke into his ear. Marika semi-materialized near him.
"Yeah… this is not your traditional dungeon," he said, feigning ignorance.
Before he knew it, he was already at the heart of the chaos.
Concrete shattered under his boots as he rolled, instinctively tucking his body just as a burst of flame scorched the air where his head had been a heartbeat earlier.
This was the instinct he had developed fighting against monsters all this time. Due to his skill Animus Ignis, he was developing faster in real combat situations.
He came up on one knee, uchigatana already half-drawn, ready to use Unsheathe if needed, eyes scanning the ruined rescue simulation zone. Artificial buildings leaned at broken angles, smoke drifting between them like wounded breath.
Villains swarmed the area—men and women in crude gear, some laughing, some shouting, all radiating the unrefined confidence of people who believed themselves untouchable. Orion had no idea what quirks they wielded, making fighting them just that much harder.
"Fine," he muttered, blade singing as it left the sheath. "Just have to improvise."
A shockwave slammed toward him. Orion dodge-stepped sideways, boots skidding, the blast tearing apart the wall behind him. He didn't stop moving. Another roll, another step—his body flowed through danger the way it had learned in the dungeon, timing honed by death and repetition.
A villain with hardened skin charged him head-on.
Matching the timing right, Orion waited until the last moment.
Unsheathe.
Steel flashed at breakneck speed, meeting the villain's body at a critical intersection. The man collapsed mid-stride, armor-like skin splitting where it mattered. Orion didn't look back.
Unsheathe used magic to make the strike stronger. Strong enough to cut iron.
A barrage of projectiles—bone spikes, compressed air, something sticky—came from three directions at once. Orion spun, rolled, slid across broken asphalt, sword cutting through one attack while his body slipped past the others. Pain nicked his shoulder.
Apparently his dodge was a bit delayed there. For the time being he ignored the pain and counterattacked in motion—clean cuts, efficient strikes. No wasted swings. One villain dropped. Then another.
Only then did he quickly form a two-finger seal with his other hand and cast a basic Heal on himself. It was the most rudimentary healing incantation; however, its cost was low enough for him to not worry about running out of mana anytime soon.
"Someone help!" a voice cried.
Orion vaulted over debris and found two students pinned behind a crushed bus—kids, really. One was shaking, electricity sparking uselessly from his hands.
He forgot this guy's name. But he could use electricity. That was nice.
"Move when I say," Orion told them, already moving.
A villain lunged from above. Orion dodge-rolled in time beneath the strike, came up behind the attacker, and ended the fight in a single breath. He gestured sharply.
The attacker's body was cut clean, making the student he was about to rescue freeze in place.
It's annoying, but heroes in this world don't go for killing blows when they fight villains, even though the villains always wish to kill.
It's a handicap they fight with. Orion, though, had no such morals. He was ready to kill if it was necessary.
"Now."
The students didn't argue. Completely taken aback by his actions, they still had enough awareness to know that escaping was the most important thing right now.
More villains came. One distorted the ground, another stretched like rubber, a third fired beams of light that burned lines through the air. Orion adapted on instinct—close distance, break line of sight, punish overcommitment. When speed failed, timing succeeded. When strength faltered, positioning saved him.
"Who is this guy…?"
"Is he one of the villains…?"
"Are you an idiot? Didn't you see he was fighting the villains? He has to be a pro hero."
"Nonsense, the guy is our age. Is he a student?"
"No… I'm not aware of any student like him."
Students he saved started to murmur, discussing among themselves. Orion didn't mind; right now wasn't the time.
Once he was done with one rescue simulation spot, he moved to the next, searching for more villains.
By now he had also realized where he stood in the power scaling. Normal cannon-fodder villains with no proper fighting techniques were no match for him.
But would the same be true for the boss of this dungeon?
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A/N : Okay until now you guy must have gotten the drift here. He will be fighting enemies from various different world and get stronger like this while still following the Elden Ring power system.
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