Two years into the program, the statistics board in the main control room looked like a war map, but instead of casualties, it counted life.
Subjects Confirmed: 482. Subjects in Second Trimester: 210. Births: 308.
Izuku sat in the nursery wing, watching a row of cribs. The babies here were different. They were calm, their eyes bright, their heartbeats strong. They carried the spark.
He held a baby girl, his daughter, who had already manifested a minor levitation quirk at three months old. She tugged at his green hair, and he smiled, tired but fulfilled. Two years into the program, the statistics board
"Number 500 is waiting in Suite B, sir," a nurse whispered softly, handing him a towel.
Izuku kissed the baby’s forehead and handed her back. He stood up, straightening his hero costume. The world outside was still dangerous, villains were still lurking, but in here, he was building an army of light.
"Tell her I'm on my way," Izuku said.
A provocative premise sells clicks: scale, shock, and moral ambiguity. "1,000" is an absurdly large number that turns curiosity into outrage and debate — a formula for virality.
Discussing a scenario involving 1000 girls getting pregnant:
If Yuuei Studio were to explore this concept creatively: Births: 308
As the months bled into a year, the sheer scale of the endeavor set in. The studio operated on a rigorous schedule. Izuku’s days were split between patrolling the streets as the Symbol of Peace and spending hours in the "Maternity Wing."
But it wasn't mechanical. Izuku refused to let it be.
He met every woman. He learned their stories. There was Hana, a rescue hero from Osaka whose quirk allowed her to manipulate water; Elara, a tough-as-nails heroine from Europe who could harden air. Each encounter was an act of trust. They were calm, their eyes bright, their heartbeats strong
The energy in the studio shifted. What started as a clinical necessity turned into a palpable aura of vitality. The sheer concentration of potent "One For All" energy leaking from Izuku began to affect the atmosphere of Yuuei Studio. The plants in the atrium grew twice as fast. The air felt electric.
This was the true "Frenzy." It wasn't just about the act; it was the overwhelming surge of life energy. The facility hummed with it. Nurses reported feeling invigorated just walking past the rooms. For a hero whose power was given to him by others, this was the ultimate form of giving back—infusing the future with the strength of all the users who came before him.