Rough Draft for MHA x Elden Ring Crossover

Izuku gasped for breath, his helmet concealing his nervous expression. Perched atop his loyal mount, Torrent, Izuku cursed under his breath as a colossal figure soared above him, its enormous jaws unleashing torrents of glintstone breath.

Swiftly maneuvering to the side, Izuku and Torrent narrowly evaded the dragon's breath attack, unlike the dragon he had slain in Limgrave. This particular dragon possessed a breath made of glintstone, a sorcery Izuku sometimes found himself relying on.

Gripping the reins of Torrent tightly, Izuku swiftly commanded his steed to charge, and Torrent eagerly complied. In his free hand, Izuku wielded a weapon he had purchased from a merchant on the Weeping Peninsula's coast. He had developed a fondness for his Zweihander, despite his initial struggles to wield it effectively.

The dragon descended, causing waves of water to splash around. It roared, its eyes challenging Izuku to come closer.

Accepting the challenge, Izuku let out a cry as the dragon once again prepared its breath attack. Skillfully dodging the compressed glintstone breath, Izuku narrowly avoided certain death in this mystical and cursed land.

Drawing closer than before, Izuku leaped off Torrent, watching as the steed transformed into sparkling blue motes. In mid-air, the dragon's gaze fixed upon him, glintstone breath still emanating from its gargantuan maw. Seizing the opportunity, Izuku raised his Zweihander high before bringing it crashing down upon the monster's skull.

The dragon attempted to turn its head, but its movement proved sluggish, allowing the blade to pierce its eye. A resounding roar filled the air as the dragon's head arched back, dragging Izuku along as he clung to the hilt of his weapon for dear life.

Gritting his teeth, Izuku seized the dragon's scaly face, hauling himself up and driving the blade deeper into the creature's skull. With a mighty yell, he plunged the blade further, mercilessly impaling the monster's brain.

As the dragon convulsed in its death throes, it made one final attempt to strike its nimble adversary, only to collapse lifelessly into the shallow lake below.

Breathing heavily, Izuku let out a sigh of relief and accomplishment, swiftly extracting the massive blade from the dragon's eye socket. Lowering himself to the ground, he landed in the cold water, which seeped into his armor. A chuckle escaped him, quickly transforming into uproarious laughter.

"I... I did it... Again..." Izuku gazed at the enormous corpse with mixed feelings. He despised taking the life of any living being, but in this land, everything sought to kill him without hesitation.

Raising his gaze to the sky, where the towering figure of the Erdtree loomed over the Lands Between, Izuku let out a melancholic whimper.

"How long has it been since I arrived here...?" Izuku reminisced about the time when he was still a naive child clinging to false hope back in Japan.

His eyes focused intently on the colossal Erdtree, its golden glow an awe-inspiring sight. Initially, when Izuku had arrived in the abandoned chapel on the secluded island, he believed it was all a dream. But when he opened the door and caught sight of the massive Erdtree, his perspective shifted.

It was mesmerizing, to say the least. Never before had Izuku witnessed such beauty and grandeur. Yet, it also stirred new emotions within him—dread and fear.

His first death at the hands of the Grafted Scion, as the Roundtable Hold members called them, was an experience he would never forget. He wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball and weep, and that's precisely what he did after awakening in a damp cave.

"I still don't understand... Me? An Elden Lord?" Izuku closed his eyes, his gaze now fixed on the lifeless dragon. "But what I do know is that if I want to return, I have to continue..."

'No matter how long it takes.'

Rising from his seated position, Izuku slowly approached the dragon's corpse, preparing to extract its heart.

"And to do that, I need power." Izuku examined the bloody dragon heart in his hands, a wide grin spreading across his face. He tucked it into his satchel, alongside his other belongings, before setting out to find his main objective.

"The key to the Academy Seal should be somewhere nearby, according to the map." Izuku mumbled, his old habits still lingering.

After a short search, he located the key, along with some other items that he stowed away in his satchel. As he did so, he felt an unfamiliar force tugging at his being. Alert and on guard, Izuku turned around, Zweihander at the ready, prepared for another enemy seeking to prematurely end his fragile existence.

However, reality defied his expectations.

A colossal black portal emerged, drawing in the remains of the slain dragon and generating a powerful suction that pulled Izuku toward it. Refusing to meet his demise once again, Izuku summoned Torrent, only to see his spectral steed hurtling into the gaping maw of the portal.

Swiftly dismissing Torrent, Izuku desperately searched for something to grab hold of, determined not to be consumed by the portal's force.

Yet, before he could secure his grip, the vacuum's strength intensified, sweeping him off his feet and hurtling him into the massive portal.

"I HATE THIS PLACE!!!"

Izuku's screams and yells faded into nothingness as his body was completely engulfed by the portal, leaving no trace of the fierce battle that had taken place moments before.