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In an underground lab bustling with activity, numerous Egg Pawns moved efficiently through their assigned tasks. Amid the mechanical hum and flickering screens, a young human-like figure hovered silently above the ground. Her slim frame and elongated limbs were a stark contrast to the bulky robots around her. Her skin, pale and smooth, highlighted the unnatural glow of her red eyes, while a pulsing red energy structure marked the left side of her face. Short white hair framed her large, rounded head, with a distinctive swirl at her forehead that shimmered with a faint red highlight.
Her arms and legs, in sharp contrast to her face, were entirely black, crisscrossed with fine lines of red code that pulsed rhythmically like living circuitry. A dark, cloak-like dress flowed around her floating form, matched by simple black Mary Jane shoes that never touched the ground. Known as Sage, she remained suspended in the air, an eerie presence amid the mechanical order of the lab
Sage:"Its all running smoothly"
Sage vanished from the bustling lab in a burst of pixelated static, her form breaking apart into glowing fragments before reassembling elsewhere. She materialized inside a dimly lit room filled with the hum of machines and the glow of monitors. At the center stood a large man with a round body, his presence commanding even among the towering devices around him.
His signature glasses rested on his nose, while a pair of goggles perched atop his bald head. A thick mahogany mustache curled outward from his face like twin fans. He wore a striking red coat, adorned with four golden buttons on each side of his chest, connected by white straps that wrapped to identical buttons on his back. Silver linings traced along the coat's back, arms, and front, while yellow cuffs and two front extensions with large silver buttons completed the elaborate design.
His black pants and matching boots, each decorated with circular plates at the ankles and square plates rising up the shin, added to his imposing silhouette. Known across Earth as Doctor Ivo Robotnik — or more famously, Dr. Eggman — he was fully absorbed in his work, his gloved hands moving with mechanical precision over the project before him.
Sage:"everything is ready for the first phase father"
Eggman:"good I waited so long for this moment"
This version of Eggman was not the villain known to the world of games and cartoons. Beneath the familiar round frame, mahogany mustache, and red coat was the soul of a man from another world — an ordinary otaku who had once spent his days watching anime, reading manga, and analyzing Death Battle episodes, particularly the one pitting Bowser against Eggman. His life had ended abruptly in a robbery, only for him to awaken in an entirely different reality: the world of My Hero Academia, in the body of Dr. Ivo Robotnik.
At first, panic consumed him. The sheer strangeness of being in a world filled with super-powered individuals while he himself possessed no Quirk was overwhelming. But survival instincts and his deep knowledge of this universe kicked in. Slowly, methodically, he began to carve out a path to power. He started small, creating and selling Badniks—machines that served as weapons, tools, and labor units. Every transaction was carefully managed, leaving no trace that could be tracked back to him.
As days turned into weeks, he realized he had arrived in this world long before the events of Season 1. It was a blessing in disguise. With time on his side, he decided to solidify his position. After a month of tireless work, he completed his first true masterpieces: Cubot, Orbot, and Sage—artificial intelligences crafted not just for utility, but to fill the gnawing void of loneliness that threatened to consume him in this isolated existence. Among them, Sage stood out as his most advanced creation, a sentient being that mirrored the peak of his intellect.
Understanding the looming threat of All For One and other future dangers, he made a crucial choice: to vanish from society. Retreating deep underground, he constructed a hidden lab where no hero, villain, or government agency could find him. There, in the shadows, he worked in secret, building, designing, and refining. Every blueprint was a step toward survival, every invention a weapon for the battles yet to come.
Now, after months of preparation, the first phase of his grand plan was finally complete for use . The world above remained unaware of his existence, but in the depths below, Dr. Eggman—the isekai victim turned mastermind—was ready to make his move
Eggman:{it's been a while since I got here but now it's time to begin}
Standing up, Eggman made his way across the lab, his heavy steps echoing against the steel floor. He approached a reinforced door and, with a mechanical hiss, slid it open. As he stepped inside, the room's lights flickered on, illuminating a hidden laboratory that pulsed with soft, eerie glows. Lining the walls were massive vials, each one filled with glowing liquid of different colors. Labels marked each container clearly: Emitter, Transformation, and Mutant. The faint hum of machinery filled the air as robotic bees swarmed around the central computer, carefully injecting strands of DNA data into its systems with mechanical precision.
At the heart of the room stood two distinct figures. One had a black square head, topped with a flattened yellow cap and a larger black square at the base that resembled a jaw. The lower section could split open, revealing a light blue panel that mimicked a mouth. His square, gray-framed light blue eyes were devoid of pupils, giving him an expressionless stare. His torso was a compact yellow cube, with yellow gloves covering his hands. Thin gray bars formed his arms and back, linked by black and yellow ball joints, and his lower body was an open black cube with gray interiors.
Beside him, the second figure was rounder in design. His head was shaped like a red semi-spherical cap, with a smaller black semi-sphere forming the lower face. Like the first, his lower face could separate, revealing a covered "mouth," and his light blue, pupil-less eyes were framed in gray. His slim arms and back were made from thin bars connected by ball joints, with red gloves at the ends. His lower body was a small semi-sphere, connected similarly by a gray ball joint.
Both of them—Orbot and Cubot—stood amid the activity, strangely adorned with beekeeping hats perched on their mechanical heads as the robotic bees buzzed around them, continuing their meticulous work
Eggman:"why are you wearing beekeeping hats?"
Cubot:"for safety reasons doctor"
Orbot:"and its fashionable"
Eggman:"okay but now it's time so get ready for operation "screw the plot"
Cubot and Orbot silently removed their beekeeping hats, placing them aside before exiting the room, their movements smooth and synchronized as they left to initiate the preparations for Operation Screw the Plot.
Left alone, Eggman stood in the center of the lab, his sharp gaze sweeping over the rows of massive vials glowing softly in the dim light. Each one contained the fruits of his secret work: copied Quirks, harvested and replicated with precision. The vials shimmered in an array of colors, each label marking a different category—Emitter, Transformation, Mutant—a testament to the scale of his project.
It had taken months of meticulous planning and careful execution. Drawing inspiration from Kyudai Garaki, the public face of medical brilliance and the hidden architect of biological horrors, Eggman had found a new path to power. Where Garaki had mastered the art of Quirk duplication through both science and technology, Eggman, with his unmatched intellect and a mind honed by an IQ of 300, had rapidly closed the gap. What had taken Garaki years, Eggman had accomplished in a fraction of the time.
His robotic bees, each a marvel of miniaturized engineering, had been dispatched across Japan under strict protocols. They collected DNA from heroes, villains, and ordinary civilians alike, each sample gathered at random intervals and locations to ensure no pattern or trace could be detected. No one suspected the quiet theft happening in the background of their daily lives.
Now, as he surveyed the culmination of his work, the pieces were finally in place. With enough Quirks replicated and ready for use, the next phase could begin. But to seize control of Japan and reshape the future, certain threats had to be neutralized first. At the top of that list stood Izuku Midoriya, the young hero-in-training destined to disrupt everything.
Eggman's gaze hardened as he turned away from the vials, his mind already calculating the steps needed to strike. The time to move from the shadows had come.
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