The entire country of Japan descended into unprecedented chaos in the aftermath of Novabel's declaration.
His words spread like wildfire across every screen, every device, every corner of society, and with them came a storm of emotions that no one could contain.
Civilians watched in horror, shock, and outrage as the hidden atrocities of the HPSC and the government were exposed in brutal clarity.
Years of concealed crimes, manipulations, assassinations, and corruption were laid bare before the public, tearing apart the carefully constructed image of justice that people had trusted for so long.
Families argued, strangers clashed in the streets, and social media platforms became battlefields of opinions as the nation struggled to process the truth that had been forced upon them.
However, the fear that gripped the people did not come solely from the revelations—it came from what followed.
Novabel had not just exposed the system; he had declared war. A war that would turn Japan into a neutral battlefield where heroes, villains, the government, and his own organization, Nova Genesis, would clash without restraint.
The idea itself sounded absurd at first, something impossible for a single individual to enforce. But that doubt quickly vanished when people remembered what they had witnessed.
This was the same masked individual who had fought a gigantic monster with multiple quirks and annihilated it along with an entire island using a literal gigantic black hole.
This was not a man making empty threats—this was someone who possessed the power to fulfill them.
The pro heroes found themselves under immense pressure from all sides.
Public trust, once their greatest strength, was now rapidly crumbling as citizens began to question everything they stood for.
Protests erupted across major cities, with large crowds gathering to condemn the HPSC and the heroes associated with it.
The loudest and most aggressive demonstrations took place outside Hawks' agency, where protestors demanded answers and justice, shouting accusations of betrayal and corruption.
Online platforms were flooded with criticism, conspiracy theories, and calls for accountability, leaving many heroes overwhelmed and unsure of how to respond.
At the same time, the government tightened its grip, issuing urgent orders to the pro heroes to locate and capture Novabel and dismantle Nova Genesis before the situation spiraled further out of control.
But while the heroes struggled under pressure, the villains thrived in the chaos.
Novabel's speech had ignited something within them, boosting their morale and emboldening their actions.
Villain activity surged across the country, with crimes escalating in both scale and brutality. Adding to the instability was the noticeable decline in All Might's public appearances, which only fueled the sense of unease spreading among the population.
Amid this turmoil, several organizations began to rise, each seeking to take advantage of the fractured state of society.
A new villain group called the League of Villains, led by a teenager named Shigaraki, launched a devastating attack on the Number 9 Hero Yoroi Musha and his agency.
The assault was swift and merciless, resulting in the complete destruction of the agency and the deaths of Yoroi Musha and his sidekicks, sending shockwaves throughout the hero community.
Another faction, known as Humarise, emerged with a twisted ideology that labeled quirks as a disease infecting humanity.
This cult-like organization carried out mass killings, targeting individuals with quirks while preaching purification.
Disturbingly, even some quirk users joined their ranks, believing that eliminating themselves and others was a form of atonement for possessing such "cursed" abilities.
In direct opposition, the Meta Liberation Army resurfaced from the shadows of history. Advocating for absolute freedom in quirk usage, they began recruiting followers in large numbers, clashing violently with Humarise and challenging the authority of the government.
Their belief that quirks represented the natural evolution of humanity resonated with many who felt restricted and oppressed by existing laws.
Across Japan, individuals—especially the younger generation—found themselves deeply affected by Novabel's words.
In a small apartment, a purple-haired eleven-year-old boy sat on his bed, replaying the speech over and over again. Words like villainous quirks, lost voice, and join me echoed endlessly in his mind, planting seeds that would not easily fade.
Elsewhere, in a traditional Japanese home, a half-red, half-white-haired boy of the same age stared at the television screen, his fists clenched tightly as terms like corrupt heroes and justice burned into his thoughts, stirring emotions he could not yet fully understand.
In another part of the city, a green-haired, freckled boy watched the broadcast in silence. The phrases quirkless and raise your voice struck him deeply, resonating with something personal and unresolved within his heart.
Meanwhile, a blonde girl with cat-like eyes, no older than twelve, replayed the speech with a faint blush on her cheeks and a dangerous, fascinated grin forming on her lips, as though she had just discovered something that excited her in ways she could not explain.
In a dimly lit apartment, a man wearing a gray and black mask initially scoffed at the speech, dismissing it as nonsense. Yet moments later, his tone shifted, and with unsettling conviction, he muttered to himself that he wished to join.
In another quiet residence, a gray-haired man dressed in formal butler-like attire sat calmly with a cup of tea in hand, accompanied by a short red-haired woman. Both observed the unfolding events with composed expressions, their silence hinting at thoughts far deeper than what they outwardly revealed.
Far away from the chaos of the outside world, deep within a hidden base, the one responsible for it all stood calmly.
Arata stood alongside Melissa and Nagant as the echoes of his actions rippled across the nation.
The atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically as Nagant watched in stunned disbelief while Novabel and Novangle removed their masks.
The imposing figures she had followed were revealed to be nothing more than two thirteen-year-old children.
The revelation struck her harder than anything she had witnessed that day, her mind struggling to reconcile the overwhelming power and conviction she had seen with the youthful faces now before her.
Arata met her gaze with a calm yet confident expression, a slight grin forming on his face as he broke the silence.
"Now," he said, his voice steady and composed, "let's talk, Lady Nagant."