"I Reincarnated in Boku no Hero but They Forgot to Give Me a System"

Chapter 8 — Breaking the Limit

After that day…

Aoi trained as if every breath he took was a solemn promise he made to himself.

As if every drop of sweat that fell carried the weight of the words spoken before his own father.

He didn't want to merely impress anyone.

> He wanted to prove.

Prove that his strength was something he earned.

Earned silently. Through pain. Through blood.

And the first obstacle in front of him was clear as a cloudless sky:

> The human limit.

The maximum speed achievable by flesh and bone.

Raw, unyielding strength.

Endurance beyond the breaking point of pain.

Strength: 450 kilograms lifted.

Speed: 100 meters in 9 seconds.

Stamina: One hour of continuous effort without collapse.

If he wanted to match monsters like Yujiro Hanma, Garp, or even Saitama himself,

this was the first wall he had to break down.

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Aoi intensified every aspect of his training.

Push-ups with heavier stones tied to his back.

Squats with backpacks filled with bricks.

Runs at dawn with weights strapped to his ankles.

Sandbags hanging from his shoulders.

And then came the most brutal part:

Punching the wall with bare hands.

Until they bled.

Until bones cracked.

And continuing on.

His blue flames took care of the rest.

They healed.

Regenerated.

Rebuilt cells stronger and denser than before.

He slept little.

Ate a lot.

And trained like a man possessed.

> "This is the path. The one I chose."

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One day, hidden in the shadows of a side corridor, Endeavor observed silently.

He saw Aoi break his knuckles punching the wall.

He saw the blood dripping.

He saw the blue flames cover the hands…

And then punch again.

Again and again.

Without hesitation.

Without screams.

Without asking for help.

For a moment… the number two hero fell silent.

> "…He wasn't joking."

Aoi didn't seek applause.

He sought transformation.

He trained every fiber,

Every bone,

Every beat of his heart.

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Rei Todoroki approached slowly and stood beside her husband.

— "Since he awakened his Quirk…

he trains here every day.

Rain or shine.

Even when no one orders him."

Endeavor held his gaze fixed for several seconds…

But then looked away.

— "I'll train Shoto.

Aoi… will never be the strongest through effort alone.

Talent is necessary."

He turned his back.

But Rei's firm voice reached him before he took a second step:

— "You can turn your face away, Enji.

You can pretend you don't see.

But Aoi's flames…

will reach you.

Sooner or later."

Endeavor hesitated.

Just for a moment.

Then… he moved on.

In silence.

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In the backyard, Aoi fell to his knees.

Sweat-drenched body. Trembling arms. Burning lungs.

But the smile…

The smile was still there.

— "Closer to the limit…

Day after day…

Pain after pain…"

He clenched his fists.

The blue flames gently ignited around his arms.

They didn't roar.

They sang.

— "And when I reach that limit…"

He paused.

Took a deep breath.

And declared:

— "I will break it."

Aoi says: "I'm getting closer and closer to my goal — to have strength like Baki, Yujiro, or Garp. I will have that power."

Aoi says: "And if I have to break a bone, bleed, to get there — so be it."

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Expanded reflections:

Each day, the limits of what Aoi thought possible were being challenged and stretched further. His body ached, bruised and battered from the relentless grind, but his spirit remained unshaken.

This wasn't just about physical strength — it was about proving to himself and the world that true power is earned, not given.

His blue flames, the gentle but unyielding fire within, symbolized more than just his Quirk — they represented hope, determination, and an unbreakable will.

Endeavor's words, meant to discourage, only fueled the fire inside him. His father's doubt became the spark that ignited Aoi's relentless pursuit of greatness.

And so, day after day, he pushed his body to the edge and beyond, knowing the path was harsh, but certain that at the end of it, he would rise stronger than ever.

Because breaking the human limit wasn't just about muscle or speed.

It was about breaking free from every expectation.

Every limitation imposed by blood or circumstance.

It was about becoming the hero he was destined to be — on his own terms.

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