The desert had become a battlefield of shattered glass and smoking craters. The sun beat down without mercy, turning the air wavy with heat. Every breath felt like swallowing fire.
Goku floated above the destruction, his black gi fluttering slightly. He scratched the back of his head, still smiling that big, honest smile. "Wow, you three are really something! I haven't had this much fun in a long time."
All Might landed heavily on cracked ground, knees bending to absorb the impact. His massive frame shook, blood running down his chin in thick streams. The once-mighty hero looked smaller now—costume in rags, one eye swollen shut, ribs clearly broken. But his voice stayed strong. "We... will not... let you destroy this world!"
Bakugo pushed himself up again. His hands trembled, palms raw and bleeding from overuse. Explosions popped weakly from his fingers, more sparks than blasts. "Shut your damn mouth, spiky-head! I'm gonna blow you to pieces!"
Deku—Deku—crawled out of his crater next. Both arms hung limp at his sides, bones shattered, skin burned black in places from the ki blast. Yet he forced himself to stand. Green lightning flickered weakly around his legs. "We... protect people... no matter what!"
Goku's eyes softened a little. He wasn't angry. He looked almost proud. "That's what I like to hear. Heroes, right? You keep fighting even when you're hurt bad. That's real strength."
He dropped to the ground lightly, feet touching sand without a sound. "Okay then. Let's see how much more you can give!"
All Might moved first. He charged with everything left in his body. One For All surged through what remained of his power—muscles bulging, veins glowing faintly. "PROMINENCE... SMASH!"
The punch came like a meteor. Wind screamed ahead of it, ripping dunes apart before the fist even landed.
Goku met it with one hand. Palm against fist. The collision shook the whole desert. A shockwave rolled out, turning sand to glass in a huge circle. All Might's arm buckled. Bones cracked louder than thunder. He flew backward, tumbling through the air like a broken doll, crashing through three more hills before stopping in a heap.
"ALL MIGHT!" Deku yelled. He pushed off with his legs, shooting forward in a burst of green energy. Shoot Style—100% in his lower body. He spun into a kick aimed at Goku's head.
Goku ducked smoothly. He grabbed Deku's ankle mid-spin and flung him upward like a toy. Deku flipped in the air, pain shooting through his broken arms, but he twisted and fired a weak Air Force blast from his mouth—air pressure strong enough to dent steel.
Goku blocked it with his forearm, barely moving. "Nice trick!"
Bakugo saw his opening. He rocketed in from the side, explosions roaring from both hands. "AP SHOT!"
A piercing blast of fire and force drilled straight for Goku's back.
Goku spun at the last second. He caught the explosion in his palm—fire swirling around his fingers harmlessly—then pushed forward. The redirected blast slammed into Bakugo's chest. The boy flew back, skidding across the ground, carving a long trench. His costume smoked. He coughed hard, blood spraying from his lips.
"Damn it..." Bakugo growled, forcing himself up again. "I ain't... losing to some happy-go-lucky idiot!"
Deku landed nearby, legs shaking. He couldn't use his arms anymore. But his eyes burned. "Kacchan... we have to... work together..."
Bakugo spat blood. "Tch. Fine. Don't slow me down, nerd."
They moved at the same time.
Deku dashed low, using his legs to weave side to side. He aimed kicks at Goku's knees, trying to trip him or slow him down.
Bakugo went high, explosions propelling him in sharp zigzags. He rained down smaller blasts—Stun Grenade flashes to blind, then Howitzer Impact-level explosions to hammer.
Goku laughed as he dodged. He blocked Deku's kicks with open hands, twisted away from Bakugo's blasts, moved like water between attacks. Every time he countered, it was gentle—almost playful. A light tap to Deku's shoulder sent him stumbling. A palm strike to Bakugo's side cracked more ribs without killing him.
"You're getting better at teamwork!" Goku said cheerfully. "Keep going!"
All Might rose once more. He dragged himself forward, one arm useless, the other clenched. Blood dripped steadily from his mouth. "Young Midoriya... Young Bakugo... hold on!"
He leaped—higher than he should have been able to. One last full-power smash. "UNITED... STATES... OF SMASH!"
The ground split for miles behind him. The air itself seemed to break.
Goku's smile faded into focus. He planted his feet. Both hands came up. "Okay... here we go."
He met All Might's fist with both of his own.
The impact was blinding.
A dome of pure force exploded outward. Sand vaporized. Rocks turned to dust. The shockwave flattened everything for dozens of miles. When it cleared, a massive crater smoked—deep enough to swallow cities.
All Might knelt in the center, arm broken, body trembling. He looked up at Goku, who stood unharmed, breathing a little harder now.
"You... really are... incredible," All Might whispered.
Goku rubbed his wrists. "You too. That last one actually pushed me back a step!"
Deku and Bakugo staggered to All Might's side. Deku dropped to one knee. Bakugo stayed standing—barely—fists clenched.
Goku walked over slowly. He crouched down to their level. "You three fought like real warriors. No giving up. No running away. That's what makes a strong hero, right?"
He looked around at the ruined desert. "But... if I keep going like this, I might break your whole world by accident. I don't want that."
All Might coughed wetly. "Then... why are you here? What do you want?"
Energy... And now i have it, you all fought well and so i wouldn't destroy your world today, let's do this again another time, Goku shot upwards into the sky instantly, a rift opened up as he entered into it.
I may be in bed for months, All Might fell to the ground, we must be prepared next time, he whispered before falling asleep...
Yeah... Deku responded, blacking out...
Next time i will be him by myself, bakugo spoke out angrily, blacking out after taking ten steps..