Because that's what heroes do

Opening my eyes, I only now realize that I had fallen asleep, maybe I was more tired than I thought I was.

Getting up from the couch I stretch my muscles and look at the inside of my new home, which might look small, but considering I am the only one living here I can't exactly complain.

There is the living room which is attached to the kitchen, there is a couch a TV, a table with 4 chairs, and a door leading to a storage closet with canned food and more chairs in case I need them, the other rooms of the house are a bathroom with both a bath and a shower, on the sink there already were the items I had brought with me from home, the last room is my bedroom, with a computer on top of quite a big desk, and my bed, on one of the walls a nail could be seen.

' They must have told Nezu about the painting.' I thought while taking it out home and hanging it on the nail.

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You are under the effect of Loved for 8 hours

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Smiling at the notification I take one last look at the painting and then head for the desk, I have a plan to make.

'Ok Izuku, you have less than a month to become even stronger, they might have been surprised, but it's just if I am compared to a normal quirkless, I am going to have to fight Villains and people quirkless, and that world I still far behind, Mirio has been the wake-up call I needed.'

Taking out a notebook and a pencil I started formulating a training plan for the following days, even though Nezu might help train me, I can use the time I'd need to "rest" for skill training, or stats training, most of my physical stats are way behind compared to my mental ones.

I turned on the PC to look up possible exercises I could do in the future, and aside from the normal preinstalled apps, on the dead centre of the screen a note named "training plan" could be seen, opening it I began reading what was written, and my smile became wider.

'They aren't going to let me rest, aren't they? Perfect.'

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Training Plan

Made by: Super fantastic, intelligent, and handsome Nezu

Wake up at 6 

Get ready by 7 

Physical training from 7:30 to 13:50

Lunch 13:51-14:00

Mental Training 14:01-19:50

Dinner 19:51-20:00

Skill Training 20:10-23:00

Sleeping 23:01-6:00

Everyday but Sunday

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'OK, that leaves a 7-hour window where I can do dungeon diving and special skill training, not bad, I expected worse actually.'

Smiling, I put back the pencil inside my inventory and the paper, and instead take out the piece of rock I had grabbed while walking here.

'Reflective Dungeon Creation'

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Reflective Dungeon

Rock Of the Damned

Normal Enemies: 20/20

Boss:1/1

Level:10-20

Enter Y/N?

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Equipping my combat set-up, I mentally clicked yes, and like usual the world around me shifted, my reality changing to the one of the dungeons.

Already used to the feeling I take my fighting stance, but when I didn't hear anyone coming close to me, I started looking at my surroundings.

If I had to describe it, I'd say it looks like a very normal city, but all made just with rocks, and nothing else, some of them seemed to be made of wood, but grey.

I was in the middle of a crossway between four houses, I tried to climb over one of the walls of the houses, but an invisible barrier stopped me from doing so, sighing I decided a direction at random, and moved forward, ready to reach level 10 finally.

Reaming alert, I move forward, trying my best to use stealth on a road in the middle of the day, not having any effect.

And then I heard it, a grumble that seemed to be produced from multiple rocks smashing against each other, the problem is that there isn't just one.

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Rock Zombie Lv.12 x6

HP:2000

A brainless zombie made of rocks that dreams of eating your strange body, at least you aren't rocks

Highest: End, Str

Lowest: Agi, Dex, Int, Wis, Per

Upon Kill: 1200 XP, 12000 Yen, Random Loot.

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' Ok, very strong, but very stupid and slow, I can deal with that.'

Getting up from my crouching position I activate Stone Skin and dash for the nearest zombie, who only now realized I existed.

All of the five turned towards me as if sharing one singular mind, but due to their low agility and dexterity, I didn't give them the chance to attack first.

Stopping right in front of the nearest one, I use a flurry of blows to start the fight, removing a good chunk of his HP and following up by grabbing his arm pulling, and kicking him in the chest.

What would have normally caused me to be covered in blood only made some pebbles fall on the ground while on my right hand, I held his right arm.

Using it as a spear, stop one of the zombies from coming too near to my comfort, while also kicking another one that had the smart idea to attack me from behind.

Using the arm I finished off the owner of it, making the arm disappear with it, and leaving me empty-handed, and with 5 more zombies to kill.

" Bring it on fuckers."

What followed can only be described as a massacre, sure, they could hit hard, very fucking hard, and they tanked it very easily, but they were so slow that even a child could easily run away from them, so I simply evaded when I needed to, blocked what I had to, and hit whenever possible, I was becoming stronger with every hit, and they were becoming slower with every missing HP.

By the end, I had only lost 80 HP and around 1000 SP, but the notification made my tiredness disappear.

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LEVEL UP

You have reached level 10: +5 Status Points, Class Choice, and Production Class choice.

Generating possible classes based on stats, traits, achievements, and skills

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Generation Complete

Poissbles Classes:...

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'Damn, I think I might have overdone it.'