While we were changing, I found myself thinking about how I wanted to handle Aizawa's Quirk Apprehension Test.
I already have a good idea for what most of the other students can do, what their limits are, and even ways they can apply their Quirks that not even they know yet.
And I knew the exact capabilities of what I have in my arsenal.
Which meant I had a choice to make.
I could absorb more Quirks.
One at a time is easy, it barely scratches the surface of my limits. Two starts pushing the edges—like adding a second voice whispering in my head, easy to ignore at least. Three... that's when things start to stretch thin. Like balancing on the edge of a razor blade, knowing the slightest slip will tear everything apart. The danger amplifies with every move.
Then again, there's one specific quirk that would make this whole test a complete joke, turning it into a highlight reel.
One for All.
Even ten percent of that is more than enough to crush all the tests. Power, speed, reflexes—All Might's legacy was built around physical dominance. And Midoriya? Poor bastard can't even control it yet. He's gonna blow his arm out on the first test, while thinking that the fact he remained standing made it worth it.
But me? I wouldn't suffer the same recoil. Not in full, anyway.
I could reinforce my body before activating it. Harden my muscles, convert parts of my limbs into denser materials to brace for it. Even if something tore or broke, I could patch it up right after. That's the beauty of my quirk, it's like a dozen rolled up into one.
Still.. I hesitated.
Because that's not what this test is about.
Aizawa isn't here to reward raw numbers. He won't care if I take the top score by using someone else's quirk. He's watching how we use our Quirks.
And copying someone else's Quirk, even if it's a function of my own, doesn't exactly scream creative identity. Especially not on day one. It'd be the epitome of taking a cheat sheet into an exam designed to evaluate your thought process.
No. That's not the impression I want to leave today.
This is the first real evaluation. The first time we get to show who we are beyond our scores. I don't need to utterly eclipse my classmates in the rankings. Not yet. I just need to leave a clean impression, something that shows just how competent I am. So that everyone realizes the entrance exam results weren't a fluke.
Still… not using any absorbed Quirk would look like I'm sandbagging. Holding back. That kind of thing doesn't go unnoticed, especially by people like Aizawa.
So I'll compromise.
I already absorbed Momo's Quirk. And unlike One For All, it would only accentuate my abilities rather than eclipse them.
Creation gives me extra tools to use—material to manipulate, things I can form and shape in ways that highlight my abilities. I'm not trying to be her—I'm using what I took in a way she probably wouldn't.
That's the right angle.
The performance that'll show the limits of my Quirk comes later.
All Might's battle trial is the true proving ground. The first time we'll be fighting against one another, where we face unpredictability and actual resistance. That's when I'll let loose, where I'll show what I can really do. How I move when I'm holding not just one Quirk, but multiple.
But not yet.
For now, this is about finesse.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I zipped up the U.A. tracksuit, the navy-blue fabric fitting tight over my frame.
I already burned through most of the extra fat I packed this morning.
Figures.
Momo's Quirk is efficient for her because she specifically trained for it, and maintains her diet around it. That's not considering how it takes me twice as much energy to make an object half as fast as she could.
Considering how much that titanium ball earlier took, I'm estimating I've got enough left for maybe two more objects at that size. At least this'll get me shredded.
I adjusted my collar, flexed my hand once, and stepped out into the hallway. The sound of my footsteps joining the rustle of motion as other students filtered out.
Time to show them what I can do.