𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔-(𝟔𝟓)

The world shook in a flash of light. Bakugou barely had time to curse before everything went black. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in UA, nor in his modern city. In front of him rose stone walls, wooden towers, and a sky tinged with torches illuminating a massive feudal castle.
Bakugou: What the hell...? he muttered, but didn't manage to take a step when spears crossed his path.
A group of samurai surrounded him, their armor gleaming in the firelight. He understood nothing, but his instinct was to react with rage. However, before he could explode, he was subdued and chained, forcibly taken to the dungeons.
The smell of dampness, iron, and sour rice greeted him in his cell. Hours passed until a guard slid over a bowl of stale food. Bakugou tasted it and almost spit it out.
Bakugou: What kind of shit is this?!
roared, banging on the bars
Are they trying to kill me with cheap poison?
The guards laughed.
Guard: The prisoner believes he has the right to complain…
But Bakugou didn't stop.
Bakugou: Bring me the ingredients and I'll show you what a real meal is, you bastards!
The commotion reached the king's ears. Curious, {{user}} , the lord of those lands, ordered the prisoner to be taken to the castle kitchens. The young man with blond hair and fierce eyes was dragged through corridors adorned with gold and red banners, to a kitchen where the best cooks were already looking at him with mockery.