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“He’s too powerful! Everyone, fall back!” Endeavor ordered. All for One chuckled with glee as he watched the group of heroes sent to face him head for the hills like the cowards they were.
“Oh, you pitiful excuses for heroes. And here I was thinking you’d been inspired by All Might’s legacy to go Plus Ultra and fight me or die trying.” The villain folded his arms and slowly shook his head. He had half a mind to chase after them and show them his true strength, but no, reaching Tomura was his top priority.
“Well, if none of you heroes are prepared to face me, then I guess Japan really does deserve to fall by my hand.” He activated numerous speed and flight Quirks and prepared to take off at sound barrier-breaking speeds.
“Hey, you!”
…On second thought, maybe he ought to stick around a bit longer. Standing confidently in front of him was an auburn-haired girl wearing a Shiketsu hat and a similarly-colored catsuit.
All for One didn’t even bother hiding the full-belly laugh that escaped him. “Is this seriously the heroes’ final line of defense? What could you possibly accomplish that the now-number one hero couldn’t?”
The girl didn’t seem intimidated in the slightest by All for One’s imposing figure, instead choosing to face the danger head-on as she began walking toward him with purpose. “Okay, boomer, you don’t know what kinda GOAT you’re dealing with. I’m, like, Camie Utsushimi, and you don’t know how cooked you are until you’ve seen how hard I can flex on you. Bet!” (Translation: I’m Camie Utsushimi, and I’m gonna kick your ass!)
Suddenly, All for One stumbled backwards, as if he’d been hit by the power of words alone. “No… this can’t be… I thought your kind died out nearly a century ago. I made sure of it!”
“You best believe I’m IRL here for this. You’re totes finna take the L with your cringe-ass fit and your mega-faded style!” (Translation: You best believe I’m here. Also, your suit is tacky!)
All for One felt his resolve weaken in real-time. The cringe… it was just too much! Sure, those born in the current generation could handle Camie’s speech pattern just fine. To them, it would be the future equivalent of a Gen-Z-er hearing someone speak entirely in a Shakespearean dialect.
But All for One was from Gen-Z, and he found the girl’s form of speech to be absolutely abysmal! Why couldn’t everyone just speak like they were in a comic book or a shonen manga? It would make things so much easier.
Unable to withstand another word coming from the girl’s mouth, the Symbol of Evil quickly charged up a dozen laser Quirks and disintegrated Camie on the spot, who didn’t even make an effort to dodge.
“There we go… now all is right with the world,” He smiled.
“Like, that was just an illusion,” That same annoying voice called out from behind him. All for One turned in shock to see a second Camie standing atop a nearby hill. “I know you weren’t the most poggers guy in the world when reading you, but you’re really just the type to get salty and throw shade, aren’t you?” (Translation: My expectations were already low when meeting you, but you just set them even lower.)
Oh? So the girl had some sort of illusion Quirk, eh? That clued All for One in to start looking for the real Camie. Unfortunately, neither Search nor his dozens of sensory Quirks picked her up. How was this possible? Perhaps the illusion somehow managed to fool his sensors? “Where in the world are you hiding?!” He yelled out in frustration.
Camie leveled the villain with an amused smirk, the kind that made him want to tear her abdomen out and throw it like a baseball across the hemisphere. “OMG, are you like, trying to dox me on main right now? You’re totes delulu if you think that’s gonna work.” (Translation: You won’t be able to find me.)
“Will you just shut up already?! I don’t even think you know what half those words mean!” All for One dispelled the clone with a simple blast from Air Cannon, only for another fake Camie to appear from nowhere and continue to taunt him.
“I know my tea is pure buttah right now, no cap. But, hot take, I don’t think your skills are totally on fleek.” (Translation: I know what I’m saying. But the real question is, do you?)
“Of course I can understand you! That’s why I’m so annoyed right now!” And ‘annoyed’ was an understatement. All for One could feel his resolve weakening by the second. His limbs felt like they were turning into jelly. “If anything, you don’t know what you’re saying! You didn’t even use the word ‘tea’ in the right context!”
Camie held up her hand defensively as she took a few steps back. “Woah, you totes caught me in 4k, lol. But this whole chat is dayroom anyways. GG, but I think I ought to start ghosting you.” (Translation: Okay, you’re right about that. But either way, this conversation is getting old, and I should be leaving.)
After flashing him a peace sign, the Camie illusion collapsed into a pile of sparkly dust, and All for One let out a sigh of relief. “Finally… that menace to basic communication is gone.”
He wanted to get back to his journey to get to Tomura, but found himself too weakened by the sheer cringe he just experienced to fly at any meaningful speed. Regretfully, this meant he had to push his regeneration Quirks into overtime to make up the difference. Not that it mattered, it wasn’t like there was anyone around to take advantage of his weakened state.
“PROMINENCE BURN!” He suddenly heard Endeavor yell before a searing pain erupted all throughout his body.
And that’s when it all made sense to him. Camie’s errant vocabulary was just a ploy to weaken him via excess amounts of cringe before Endeavor dealt the finishing blow.
Well… if it meant never having to hear any more Gen-Z slang again, then maybe death was something to look forward to.
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One Minute Later…
“Hi, welcome to Hell. For your eternal punishment, you’ll be forced to attend a Gen-Z party while putting up with all their slang.” The demon assigned to torture All for One opened a door, revealing a room filled with dozens of Camies all dancing to a horribly outdated 2010s song.
“God dammit,” The now-dead villain sighed.