"What… what just happened? Hello? Guys? I swear I won't download anything suspicious ever again!"
The man shouting into the empty void was named **Thor**.
Yes—*Thor*.
His parents had named him after the Norse god, hoping their son would grow up **handsome, strong, and wise**.
Handsome? ✔ Accomplished.
Strong and wise? ❌ Absolutely not.
Thor was a professional couch potato. His greatest battles were against loading screens and lag spikes. And now, in what could only be described as the most humiliating death in human history, he had died during a VR session—**killed by a stray dog that tripped over his cables and sent him tumbling down the stairs**.
And now… here he was.
A blank, endless space stretched in all directions, silent and oppressive.
"I swear! I'll never be a couch potato again!" Thor begged desperately, clasping his hands together.
Suddenly, the empty space **began to distort**, rippling like shattered glass.
"Hm. A promise, is it?"
A deep, ancient voice echoed through the void.
"Huh—wait, what?!"
Light gathered in front of Thor, forming the figure of an **old man**. He had long white hair, a thick beard, and wore ancient armor etched with runes. One of his eyes was covered by an eyepatch, and in his hand rested a **long spear** that radiated authority.
"You—who are you?" Thor stammered.
The old man smiled faintly.
"I am a god who interferes when worlds stagnate. And your life… has caught my interest."
"Why me?"
"Because I wish to **rewrite another world**."
Thor swallowed. "Rewrite… a world?"
"Yes. I intend to send you to an anime world—**My Hero Academia**. That world appears bright on the surface, but it is filled with regret."
Thor paused, then spoke seriously.
"All lives end with regret," he said.
"Regret about family. About friends. About dreams they never chased… and mistakes they can never fix."
For a moment, the god was silent.
Then his visible eye **glowed faintly**.
"Hahaha… excellent."
He laughed heartily.
"You've made my day. Because of that insight, I will grant you **one extra wish**."
Thor froze.
"…Wait. This isn't a dream?"
"No. You now have **four wishes**."
Thor's heart began pounding as he quickly analyzed the world of My Hero Academia.
"It's peaceful," he said slowly, "but the discrimination there is worse than reality. A quirkless child like **Izuku Midoriya** was beaten and humiliated just for being different. Mutant-type quirk users are treated like monsters by their own kind."
He clenched his fists.
"Human nature doesn't change. Anyone different is feared."
The god nodded.
"Then make your wishes."
Thor took a deep breath.
"My **first wish**—I want to be **Izuku Midoriya's older brother**."
"Granted," the god replied.
"But your parents will be divorced. You will live in the **United States with your father**."
"That's fine," Thor said without hesitation.
"I'll return to Japan before the UA entrance exam."
The god smirked.
"Perhaps your parents' divorce papers were finalized just now."
"Shut up, old man," Thor snapped.
"Second wish—I want the **appearance of Thor from Record of Ragnarok**."
"Granted."
"Third wish—I want **all of Thor's powers**, including **Mjolnir**."
"Granted."
"And my **final wish**—my quirk **cannot be stolen, erased, or suppressed**."
The god's spear tapped the ground.
"Accepted. Now listen carefully."
"Your powers will manifest as a **dual quirk**.
First—**Telekinesis**, but only strong enough to control **Mjolnir's size and weight**.
Second—**Electrokinesis**, capped at **one hundred million volts**. Any more would destroy your body."
"And your appearance will slightly alter the story. Izuku will possess **golden pupils**, and faint **golden veins** will appear when his power activates."
Thor nodded. "That's fine."
The god flicked his fingers.
Light consumed everything.
"Goodbye, old man," Thor said as his vision faded.
"If something goes wrong… I'll find you."
The god smiled.
"What an intriguing child."
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### **Fifteen Years Later**
Thor had spent most of his life in **America**, living with his **alcoholic father**.
"Yeah… now I see why Mom divorced you," Thor muttered more than once.
Still, when Thor told him he wanted to become a hero and return to Japan for UA, his father didn't stop him. Instead, he handed Thor **a letter** and a **black card**.
"Use it well," his father said quietly.
Thor later discovered the card's assets were comparable to **Yaoyorozu-level wealth**.
Looking at the letter, Thor sighed.
"…You really never moved on from Mom, huh?"
He smiled faintly.
*My first mission will be fixing this family.*
A few days later, Thor landed in **Japan**. UA placement had already been secured for both him and Izuku.
Despite being quirkless, Izuku's **Asgardian constitution** made his physical strength comparable to a mid-tier strength quirk.
"Oh right—Mom's location," Thor muttered, pulling out the letter.
A car awaited him at the airport.
"Welcome, young master," the driver bowed.
"Your father instructed me to bring you home."
Thor raised Mjolnir slightly.
"…Got anything sturdier?"
"Yes. A truck is prepared."
After carefully instructing Mjolnir not to destroy the vehicle, Thor sat back and closed his eyes.
He could **feel it**.
His brother was close.
Because Thor's body was no longer human.
It was the body of a **god**.
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### **Author's Note (Integrated Lore)**
The Midoriya family possessed a hidden trait—**the Asgardian Body**.
Their father, **Loki**, was quirkless until age eight, when a pill unlocked dormant abilities.
He once attempted to master shapeshifting… but due to lack of talent, he could only breathe fire.
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Thor opened his eyes, lightning faintly crackling beneath his skin.
"Don't worry, little brother," he whispered.
"This time… no one will ever step on you again."
"You'll become the hero who changes the world."