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“Systems, check”
“Power levels, check.”
“Interdimensional scanner, check.”
“Security measures, check.”
“Fruit juice, shluuuuurrrrrrp.....cheeeeek.”
“S-Sir, we’ve locked onto something!” A woman announced along the room-wide control panel.
“Already!?” The head scientist leaped up from his chair as he threw his delicious drink to the side from excitement.
“Ow!” A man exclaimed followed by the sound of a cardboard juice pack spilling on the floor.
“Silence, Kevin!” The scientist demanded.
“My name is Connor-”
“Dexter! Warm the capacitors!” The lead scientist gave the order.
“Yes, sir!” That wasn’t his name, but the man had learned not to care anymore. With the click of a button, a whirring thrummed through the room. A vibration started to rattle anything loose.
The room on the opposite side of the glass started to glow with an orange energy as the device showed signs of correct calculations.
“That target is still locked on!?” The head scientist shouted.
“Yes! Ready when you are!” The panel man for the locking system responded nervously.
“Good!” The scientist cackled. No one dared to say anything from that point on. It was a matter of being only one word away from what they all had worked so very hard on for years.
Decades even.
The scientist’s life work had finally sprouted buds.
The lumps in their throat were from the dreadful anticipation of whether their priceless flower would bloom something never seen before, or wither and die along with everyone's hopes.
Everything... just a single word away.
Or so they thought.
When the silence had gone on for too long, people hesitantly turned to look at their boss. It was when one of the worker’s specifically turned that his breath caught in his throat.
The lead scientist stood before them with a gleam on his glasses that blocked his eyes. Other than shrink in his chair, the worker didn’t know what to do. The head scientist did it for him when he gripped the rolling chair and pushed the man out of his way.
He rolled in his chair down the panel before he gently bumped into another person.
With nothing between the man and his goal, the scientist eyes the big red button before him.
He took 2 last steps before he was within arm's reach.
He rose his right hand. His palm hovered over the shiny surface of the button.
Everyone watched with baited breath.
“Humanity gave up on science the day quirks ruled the world. But with this, the power of the mind will triumph once more. Today... today will go down in history.” His whispered words drowned the room.
He slammed his hand down.
And then came the flash.
The machine pulsed with dense energy that reacted with the air. It created a flashbang that made the atmosphere feel heavy. Everything shook with violence. Sparks flew from the walls.
It felt as if the fabric of reality was torn between realms...
Because that was exactly what was happening.
The air hissed upon a successful connection.
The gate between worlds had been opened.
Another shake. But this one held significance. The sound and feeling of it resembled that of an asteroid.
The arrival of their target.
At last came the final phase.
A flash even brighter than before coated everything white and left the scientists blinded.
Like a shooting star, it was gone as quickly as it came.
All at once, everything died and slowed to a halt.
The process was complete.
With spots in their eyes, everyone turned to the room.
Their heart beat quickly and a gasp left their mouths when they saw something that had not been there before.
A person...
Sitting in a chair... eating a sandwich?
The person had leaned forward to take a bite before he seemed to realize where he was. His green eyes flicked around the room and wide-eyed confusion and his mouth agape.
He seemed young. A young teen at most. Lively green hair stuck out to make an untamable mess framed by 2 horns that curved upward from his forehead. Slightly pointed ears and pointed teeth completed the set for a demon. Then there was the cable-like tail that lay neatly on the ground next to him.
Was this person really from another realm?
Both he and the head scientist locked onto each other. Confused eyes zoning in to direct their question.
At the same time, they both spoke.
“Who the fuck are you!?”
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“And that’s the story of how I get here in Mayvum.” The boy leaned back in his chair and crossed one leg over the other.
“Mayvum?” The second person in the conversation inquired.
“Yes, Mayvum. The name of your realm known to us in our version of Earth.” The boy elaborated.
“Your version of Earth?” The other shook in head sightly in misunderstanding. “You’re speaking of things that I am not knowledgeable of, let alone even heard of the concept.”
“Right, right, sorry. I kind of jumped the gun without explaining anything. That’s a saying you have here, right? Jump the gun?” The boy nodded expectantly.
“We do indeed.” The other answered relieved that there was some common ground with his strange guest.
“Alright, now we’re getting somewhere. So, ahem, let me just jump back here for a moment.” He leaned forward and extended an open hand. “In this time and place, you can call me Izuku.” As the boy introduced himself, the small mammal seated across from his took his hand. “And I’m the son of Satan.” Once those words left his mouth, the other person’s furred grip in his hand twitched.
“Oh, my. That’s a title I never would have thought someone would introduce to me with. It... is an honor to make your acquaintance.” He sounded unsure of the formalities of his apparently royal visitor.
“Ah, throw the royal treatment out the window. I’m over it. The past few hundred thousand years of strict monotonous behavior drives me crazy.” Izuku pleaded.
“Very well, Izuku. Then I am Nezu.” The mouse bear creature bowed his head respectfully. “Tell me, what brings you to me after your sudden arrival here in Mayvum?”
“Ah, yes. Now, here’s the long part. Technically... I’m not supposed to be here. More specifically, I’m not supposed to be talking to you right now. No one from outside Mayvum is meant to make contact here.” Izuku whispered like he wasn’t allowed to tell anybody. Which he wasn’t.
“Oh, dear. Sounds like you’re in quite the predicament.” Nezu responded with slight nervousness.
“Unless…" Izuku paused for dramatic effect. “People of Mayvum were to have somehow made contact with one of the other two realms. Which, from what I just told you, is exactly what happened.” Izuku explained.
“I see.” Nezu paused to think about his next words. “Now, what are these other two realms you speak of?”
“Ah, glad you asked. Now for the tricky part.” Izuku set down his tea and stood from his chair. He walked around the table and past the window Nezu had assumed the boy had come in from. Izuku stood in the middle of the room before he faced Nezu and held his hands a distance apart with his palms facing one another. From his hands, what looked like magic emerged.
A color of orange and red swirled with particles and combined to create a shape that was familiar to Nezu.
It was a spectral form of Earth.
“See, Earth is not a place where we all live together. Nor are we separated by physical means. There is no fiery hellscape deep below and no paradise wonderland in the clouds.” As Izuku spoke, the earth in his hands transformed into concepts of heaven and hell that Nezu knew of. “Instead, we live on the same surface of the planet that you do.” Next were images and scenes of civilizations and people. All of which were defined in 3 different characteristics. Nezu recognized one of these themes, but the other two shared little similarities.
“But we can’t be seen because, technically, we don’t exist. But the moment you put a doorknob in reality, a whole new realm shows up right in your face. That’s because we...” Izuku stopped himself to manipulate the magic around to create 3 Earths in a row, all in different color. Izuku then clapped his hands together that caused the Earths to combine into one. “Live right next door to you.” Izuku smirked to show his pride for his presentation.
Meanwhile, Nezu was sat firmly in his chair with a gob-smacked expression on his snout. He seemed at a loss for words and could only blink once or twice to show that he was still alive.
“Now...” Nezu hesitated. He lowered his head and closed his eyes to think. “This place... you call Mayvum, correct?”
“It is.” Izuku nodded.
“Then, where do you come from?” Nezu looked back up to meet Izuku’s gaze.
“Where I’m from? Well, that’s the one and only Zeyfias. Or, as you know it, Hell.” Izuku answered with a sense of pride. Nezu shifted slightly when the words processed in his head. “And I’m assuming your next question is gonna be ‘are you a demon?’ And my answer is that, technically, yes, I am. But in our world, we call ourselves people, just like you.” Izuku smirked and winked as he finger gunned the bewildered creature.
“And... the third realm?” Nezu’s words came slowly.
“Heaven, of course.” Izuku replied instantly. “Also known as Ailra where people have big white wings and stuff like that.” The boy flapped his hands to mimic the movements of wings.
“Izuku...” Nezu repeated the name to test it on his tongue once more.
“Mhmmm?” Izuku hummed with narrowed eyes and raised eyebrows like he expected a reaction and was eager to hear it.
“I should tell you that I am not a person. A human I mean. I am a rare case of a simple animal gaining a quirk. Therefore, I have little to no belief in such things as religion. The concept of Heaven and Hell is not one I live by. I may have sentience and intelligence, but I am still an animal on the inside. An animal with an ancestry that has evolved for the past billions of years to result in what you see before you.” As Nezu spoke, he looked down to his tea to see himself in the reflection. He then looked to Izuku in the eye. “Stories like Adam and Eve to me are just that... Stories.” Once Nezu had finished, he saw the perplexed expression written in the boy’s face.
“What in the world are you talking about?” Izuku’s voice revealed genuine confusion. Nezu himself was stumped at his reaction. “Who is Adam and Eve? And why do you make it sound like some people don’t believe in evolution? Mayvum used to be an empty world with nothing. It was us and Ailra who planted the very first organism here to spread and grow all those billions of years ago.” With his hands on his hips, Izuku explained to clear up the puzzled looks on both their faces.
Nezu felt himself further lost than before.
“Izuku... have Airla or Zeyfias observed us at all?” Nezu inquired. Izuku lifted a hand to his chin to think about it.
“I wasn’t around yet when it began, but yeah. They watched over and cared for Mayvum for a while. But when the very first signs of species that resembled humanity showed up, we cut all ties and erased our tracks. From that point on, we had zero interaction with Mayvum and lived out lives pretending it didn’t even exist, knowing that one day, you would do that for us. Actually, you know what... I’m just gonna make this a whole lot easier.” Izuku’s face lit up with an idea.
He lifted his right hand and stuck out his pointer finger. The tip glowed with deep orange energy and formed into a tiny ball that looked like lava. Izuku then pointed the finger at Nezu which caused the latter to tense.
Before he could react further, the energy shot at lighting speed and connected with Nezu’s forehead.
Next thing Nezu knew, he was no longer in his house.
He was... everywhere... at all times.
Lifetimes upon lifetimes of scenes played in his mind. Memories that were not his own flashed like a movie compressed in less than a second.
2 worlds of separate civilizations merged.
Spans of realms timelessly evolved to form what Nezu couldn't even begin to comprehend.
Heaven and Hell.
Ailra and Zeyfias.
Angles and Demons.
God and Satan...
It was all real.
And far more than any religion described.
Nezu gasped for air to satisfy his empty lungs. The tea that fell from his hand and onto the floor was the least of his worries. His body shook and he felt hot and tired. He frantically searched the room to see that the boy... the actual demon, Izuku still stood in the same spot Nezu saw him last.
Nezu looked to the clock in the room and saw only seconds had passed. He locked eyes with Izuku. The boy seemed surprised by his consciousness.
“Wow, I’m shocked you didn’t pass out. Transferring even a fragment of knowledge accumulated since the beginning of time takes its toll on people.” Izuku praised the panting mouse.
“Izuku...” Nezu breathed. “Why... me?” Izuku appeared to be taken off guard by that question. Then came a smile.
“As a demon, we have a keen ability to sense the soul of anything that possess one. And I must say, Nezu. You have quite the soul. So much to give. And a respectable amount to keep.” As Izuku spoke, for a moment, Nezu felt something come with those words. A feeling of some kind of higher power.
A being above himself with extraordinary powers. Despite how skeptical he was at first, Nezu had no choice but to believe him.
“Very well. So, Izuku, prince of Zeyfias, what happens now?”
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“Morning class.” Aizawa dragged himself through the door on sore feet. Being a teacher and a hero at the same time drained him of patience as he threw his yellow sleeping bag to the floor behind the podium.
“Morning, Mr. Aizawa.” His class of 1-A students responded like the loud bunch they were. With a sigh, he began. Aizawa yearned for when his class would end and he could catch up on sleep.
“Alright, to start the day off, it would seem we’ve already found a replacement for yesterday’s expulsion.” Aizawa spoke of the first day’s class with the quirk apprehension test that ended with Mineta’s unfortunate loss. The class perked up with interest at his words as anyone would upon news of another classmate. “Uuh I honestly don’t care, just get in here.” Aizawa let his head fall slightly in a more relaxed position.
Before anyone could look to the door and expect it to open, they got something else entirely.
Next to Aizawa, a burst of smokey orange energy burst from thin air. In its wake, the figure of boy stood.
His appearance shocked a few and surprised others.
Aizawa however was not having a good day as he leaped back and staggered to the floor. There was a loud thud when the teacher hit the ground. The boy’s eager and excited grin turned to confusion and concern when he faced the downed man. Meanwhile, the class was split between muffled laughs and questions of worry.
“Ah, my apologies. I had assumed that living in a world of extraordinary powers, you would be used to such an entrance.” The horned by that was Izuku leaned over the man to ensure his wellbeing.
Aizawa lifted his head to stare Izuku dead in the eye.
“From now on, you will walk into class.” Aizawa demanded with a warning tone. Izuku couldn't help but place a hand on the back of his head and chuckle. He then extended his hand towards Aizawa. Next thing the man knew, he was suddenly upright and his right hand in Izuku’s for a shake.
“Of course.” Izuku gave the impression of nervousness. But before Aizawa’s very eyes, he felt very vulnerable standing in front of this boy. His green gaze felt powerful that instilled a sense of fear in the hero. “It won’t happen again.” His voice was low and unwavering. A voice that belonged to a person that you would be smart not to turn your back on.
Then... the curse was lifted.
“Hello, everyone.” An eye blink later, Izuku had turned to face the class with a chipper attitude. “I’m Izuku, your new classmate. I hope that we can all get along.” The green-haired boy waved passionately which was reciprocated by some. Izuku easily found the empty seat and headed over.
He confidentially sat down behind the boy with spikey purple hair and did nothing else.
All the while, Aizawa watched his every movement.
It was obvious by now that he wasn’t dealing with an average kid. Guess he should have expected that when Nezu had told him that the boy was related to one of his friends and showed promise.
If so, it sounded like Aizawa had another headache coming.
One thing was for sure though, he was now wide awake.
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Izuku learned that Nezu was the principle of one of the most famous hero schools Japan and contended against some throughout the rest of the world.
And for Izuku to learn everything there is about this world, what better way than to go back to school? How long has it been? 35,000 years since he graduated top of his class in Great Horns College?
No matter the school, Izuku was more excited about the people here. These aren’t demons. They are humans. Humans that have had their own completely different historical events that led to this day.
The day that Izuku was a student of UA, and nothing else.
As it turned out, Izuku had arrived a couple days prier. But in order to get put into the system, Nezu needed some time to pull some strings. During that time, Izuku devoured a library's worth amount of information in less than a day with the help of some magic to accustom himself to tradition on how to act. That way he wouldn’t stand out so much.
He initially thought his appearance would be a dead giveaway, but seeing that one of his classmates had 6 arms, Izuku figured he would fit right in.
Afterwards led to a clear time that Izuku could communicate with Satan about the situation. Despite her concern about the state of Mayvum, she appointed Izuku the goal to learn of its reasons and sort them out.
Because, for some reason, people don’t like demons in this realm.
Izuku would like to ask about this from the kids around him, but not much free time has been presented during class. He’s caught some curious glances from others. Could be because of his demonic figure or that he was relatively good looking.
Izuku felt more confident to brag about his power, but his lifetime of girls awing over his chiseled body and prominent horns convinced him he was well in the field.
Either way, he’ll have time.
All the time in the world.
Izuku was distracted by something else anyway.
He sensed a strong soul nearby.
Heading their way.
Actually... just out the door.
“I am” A muffled voice came from the other side. “Coming through the door like a normal person!”
And Izuku thought he had a dramatic entrance.
…........................................................................................................................................................*In The Changing Room*
“Man, I am so excited.” A boy with red spiky hair exclaimed his excitement.
“Right? Me to. Our first battle exercise at UA. Not to mention our teacher is All Might!” Another boy with vibrant blond hair displayed just as much eagerness.
“All Might.” The name cut through. Everyone looked to the newest addition to their class. Izuku faced the direction of the 2 boys. “He’s a powerful hero, right?”
“He’s the hero.” The red-head replied with a raised fist and a big grin. “Number one hero of Japan and possibly the strongest in the world. How do you not know?” The boy seemed more focused now on the green-eyed teen.
“Sorry. Not from around here.” Izuku answered.
“Are you perhaps a foreign student, friend?” Another blond dressed in shiny armor asked.
“Yeah.” Izuku went with a simple response. “Something like that.”
“Oh, right. You said your name was Izuku, right? I’m Kirishima.” The red-head announced himself.
“Kaminari.” The blond
“The one and only Aoyama.” The sparkling knight.
“Tenya Iida. Pleasure to make your acquittance.” A tall boy with glasses half dressed in his own armor.
“Ojiro.” A tailed blond.
“Sato.” A large muscular teen.
“Sup, man. I’m Sero.” Black-haired and lanky.
“Shoji.” Came from six arms.
“K-koda.” A stutter.
“Tokoyami and Dark Shadow.” The raven pointed over his shoulder at the black creature.
“Nice to meet you all.” Izuku nodded. “Although, I think we have a couple who decided to keep quiet.” Izuku called out the 2 who made no effort to introduce themselves.
A boy with red and white hair split down the middle stopped what he was doing and slowly turned his head to plant one eye on Izuku. There was a short pause before...
“Todoroki.” He muttered with little effort. He then turned away and continued what he was doing.
Such a disturbed soul.
Izuku couldn't dwell on it any longer before another blond approached.
At first, Izuku could only think about how this kid made some demons look like kittens with his scowl.
When they were only a few feet apart, the boy halted.
“The only think you need to know about me is that I’m gonna be number one. So, stay out of my way and we’ll get along just fine.” He announced without an any speck of kindness.
Some students grew concerned of his behavior and for Izuku’s reaction. Others stayed silent and watched.
But everyone clearly saw the smug grin that pulled at Izuku’s lips. His sharp teeth slightly visible through the gap of his mouth.
“Your words are as harsh as your soul.” Izuku spoke low enough for only the boy to hear. “Katsuki Bakugo.”
“Heh?” Bakugo was obviously stunned to hear his full name come from the greenette’s mouth.
“I suggest you change that attitude of yours. Otherwise, you’ll be the one getting along with some of my friends.” Bakugo was taken aback by his strange words that he didn’t know how to respond. Before he could get the chance, Izuku’s hand was on his shoulder. Like nothing had changed, Izuku had an innocent smile on his face once more. “Now let’s go have fun, shall we?”
Izuku walked past the blond and to the exit.
Everyone was left behind to wonder what just happened.
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“It would appear that we are on the same team.” Against his intentions, the girl Izuku had spoken to jumped in fright. She turned to face him quickly and relaxed when she saw it wasn’t a complete stranger.
Although, the clothes he wore did seem strange. She didn’t know, but they were the same clothes Izuku came to this world with. In Zeyfias, they were a sign of royalty. But here in Mayvum, they easily passed for a hero design.
The design being mainly robes and armor. Surprisingly flexible and comfortable. The only thing that truly stood out was the chain that connect his horns with his family medallion in the middle attached in the middle.
“Sorry. I’m always a little jumpy when I’m nervous.” The brunette scratched the back of her head. “But yeah, I guess we are.” She extended her hand that held the ball to hold it next to Izuku’s.
Because of their matching number, they were chosen to work together in this exercise.
“I'm Uraraka, by the way.” Her round eyes looked back up to Izuku. “And you said you were... Ozu-”
“Izuku.” The demon corrected with a friendly smile.
“Nice to meet you. I hope we work well together.” She sealed her introduction with a slight wave.
“Likewise.” Izuku nodded. “Also, may I ask the purpose of the pads on your fingers?” He couldn’t help his curiosity.
“Oh? You already saw those.” Uraraka raised her hand for him to see. “They’re because of my quirk. If I touch something with all five fingers, I can take away its gravity.”
“Interesting.” Izuku showed obvious interest in this ability. “Sounds to me like a highly mutated form of telekinesis.” The boy tilted his head in thought.
Uraraka felt embarrassed by the attention of it and looked for a distraction.
“So, what about your quirk?” This question got the attention of some.
“My quirk?” Izuku echoed. Right. He couldn’t reveal his true identity to them. Not yet at least. A grin spread across Izuku’s face. “Can’t you tell?” Izuku bowed slightly as if introducing himself during an important event. With both of his hands outstretched from his sides, deep orange energy that emitted black smoke-like residue. Izuku opened his eyes to reveal that they were no longer green, but the same color of his magic. His pupils were cat-like and piercing.
“My quirk is Demonic Magic.” Izuku’s reveal had the eyes of several upon him.
“Badass.” Kaminari admitted.
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“Looks like we’re the heroes.” Izuku stated as he observed the building in front of them. “Are you excited?” He turned his head to face the girl. He could clearly see there was a slight tremble to her body.
“Something like that.” Her voice came nervously. She took a deep breath and steadied herself. Her previous behavior was replaced by determination. “But I’m ready.” With her elbows bent and her hands balled into fists, she directed her determination at the building.
Izuku was impressed by her personality. He rose an eyebrow since that didn’t happen.
A soul of innocence and full of care.
“Good. Now erase the building’s gravity.” Izuku pointed ahead.
“Huh!?” Uraraka’s exclaim brought the boy’s attention back on her.
“What?” He asked.
“I can’t lift things that big!” The thought of attempting to lift a building made the girl nauseous. “The heaviest I’ve ever used my quirk on was three tons. Uraraka admitted.
“Oh...” Izuku felt bad that he sounded disappointed. But there were very few telekinesis users besides himself that could move such large objects efficiently. Izuku then had to remind himself. This world wasn’t as advanced as his own or Ailra. He needed to tone things down a bit. “No worries. I can still see an easy win ahead of us.” Izuku announced to the girl which made her relived.
At first, Izuku had planned to toy around with the villain team.
But after he learned he was up against Bakugo, the idea of messing with the brat sounded too good.
“Let’s go.” Izuku commanded for them to head inside.
“Don’t we have to wait until All Might gives the signal though?” Uraraka leaned into view.
Izuku mentally face-palmed.
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Eventually, the round did start and the heroes were inside the building.
They had traveled only a few feet before the first word was spoken.
“Any idea where they might have hidden the bomb?” Uraraka asked.
“I don’t have an idea. I know exactly where it is.” Izuku said as a matter of fact.
“You do? That was fast. How?” Uraraka voiced her surprise.
“There is almost nothing that can be hidden from me within such a small space. Besides, I can sense the Iida had stayed with the bomb while Bakugo is on his way towards us.” He explained as he felt Bakugo’s soul come closer and closer.
“Bakugo’s coming to us? We should be careful. He looked really strong in the quirk test we had yesterday.” The girl warned in fear of the explosive teen’s power.
“Did he now? Oh well. Doesn’t matter. Just stick close to me. I’ll let you know when he’s gotten close.” Izuku told. His order inspired Uraraka as his presence once again felt strong. He showed no concern as he walked. If anything, Izuku looked relaxed.
Like he was in the middle of an evening stroll.
“Have you done something like this before?” Uraraka asked after some time.
“You could say that this wouldn’t be my first time being in a class like this.” In all honesty, Izuku had been in several classes that worked him down to the bone. Physically and mentally. A simple objective retrieval mission such as this is nothing compared to securing several control points overrun by the undead of the third fallen king’s army while inciting tier 5 spell to seal the corrupted soul of a dread fire phoenix...
That was an accomplishment very few had the honor to hold.
Izuku shivered just thinking about it.
“You okay?” Uraraka happened to notice his expression.
“Absolutely. You should be more worried about this corner.” Izuku changed the subject.
“This corn-”
“Hyaa!” Bakugo leapt around the corner and shot a blast directly at the 2 just a few feet away. He landed firmly and expected to see his fallen opponents. But when the smoke dissipated, he was puzzled to see that Izuku hadn’t budged. Between the 2, there was a circular shield of energy the blocked the sneak attack. “What!?”
“Why do you act so surprised? You know nothing of my abilities; therefore, you should expect the unexpected.” Izuku left little time for those words to sink in before the shield flew forward.
Its speed didn’t allow Bakugo to dodge in time. He brought his arms up to take the hit before the impact launched him back and into the wall. Bakugo landed on his knees and glared back up at the demon. He tensed when he saw that Izuku already had a hand pointed at him with energy building up.
The orange glow in Izuku’s hands underwent a change that quickly turned to a light blue with frost and ice crystals. A blast of frigid snow shot forth and engulfed Bakugo like a hand-held blizzard. The strength forced the blond against the wall with no easy method to escape. Izuku had kept up the attack only for a couple seconds. When he stopped, Bakugo fell back to his knees.
His skin now had a slight blue tint to it. His clothes and hair were covered in frost. Bakugo panted with shaky visible breaths. He looked panicked with how sudden the temperature of his body dropped. Bakugo clutched himself tightly, but it did nothing to stop his severe shivers.
“There. Now you’re all cooled down.” Izuku stood and rose his hand before the boy. He snapped his fingers that created a spark. The bits of energy shot forward and blew up to create a hovering disk that glowed with warm sun-like rays down onto the freezing Bakugo. “There we are. All nice and cozy. Let’s go Uraraka. That won’t take long to thaw him out.” Izuku didn’t hesitate to turn the corner and leave.
“U-uh right.” Uraraka followed. “Sorry.” She whispered a small apology to Bakugo as she passed.
He could do nothing but shake controllably and utter soft curses past his chittering teeth.
“Izuku, that was amazing. You took down Bakugo in seconds. You have an ice quirk like Todoroki?” Uraraka praised her classmate for his show of power.
“No, not ice. My magic is a concept of everything that has energy; a speck of life. My quirk allows me to manipulate that energy to do whatever I want with it. So long as I have the skill and knowledge to do so.” Izuku explained. Hopefully, his broad arsenal of seemingly limitless power can pass as a quirk. Holding back was always difficult for him to do.
“Wait, so you can do... anything?” Uraraka found it hard to control herself. The quirk that lets anyone do anything was a strong one indeed.
“Well... to do anything is such an extreme idea. But I can do a lot of things that others can’t. Including this.” Izuku stopped in his tracks and put his hand on Uraraka’s shoulder for her to do the same.
He didn’t appear to notice her blush their closeness. Uraraka could only notice his strong side before she also noticed the ground beneath them.
They were suddenly lifted into the air by a platform of concrete that extended higher and higher.
Just as Uraraka flinched from how close they were to the ceiling, it opened up with a hole the same size as the pillar they stood on.
This continued for several floors before they came to the top.
Before them, Iida gawked at them with shock in his body posture.
“Wh-how-whe-did you-”
“Easy, man. You’re gonna hurt yourself.” Izuku rose a calming hand to settle the stuttering boy down. “Besides...” Izuku’s change of tone raised awareness from Iida. He tensed his body to ready himself for whatever the greenette planned. “It’s already over.”
Those words were spoken mere inches away from Iida’s helmet.
Iida froze when he finally processed that Izuku had appeared in front of him. He went to react by jumping back and getting the bomb away.
But before he could lift his foot to do so, the intercom cracked to life.
“Bomb has been retrieved. Heroes win!” All Might’s voice filled the room.
Iida snapped around to see that Izuku’s tail had reached around his legs and touched the bomb. He looked back to Izuku with a mixture of emotions. Shock, confusion, and a little frustrated.
But overall, downright impressed.
Who in the hell is this guy?
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*Knock Knock*
“Come in.” Nezu finished his organization of his files and set them to the side. Meanwhile, the figure that came through the door revealed to be All Might.
“Nezu? There’s something I need to talk to you about.” All Might squeaked through the doorframe and closed the door behind him.
“Of course, anything.” Nezu beamed his usual giddy smile. All Might approached the desk and sat in the chair that was a little too small for him. Seeing as no one was around, he shrunk down to his civilian form. A burst of steam left his body and came the relief of his side.
“It’s... about that new student in 1-A. Izuku.” All Might started.
“Have you already considered him a candidate for One For All?” Nezu jumped the gun.
“What? No. If anything, I feel the opposite about him” All Might was hesitant with his words, unsure of how to approach.
“Okay, good. I don’t think it would have worked anyway.” Nezu seemed strangely relieved at the news.
“What do you mean by that?” All Might felt reluctant to ask for some reason.
“It’s of no concern. Continue.” Nezu brushed the man off. All Might had the slight urge to push for an answer, but he knew Nezu to never cave easily.
“Alright, well... I don’t think he’s a normal person. I think... he’s someone else in disguise. Someone I once knew. In the battle exercise today, he showed abilities that had to at least involve several quirks. Nezu, I think... I think Izuku is actually my sworn enemy using someone else’s body.” All Might managed to pass through his hesitance and admit his suspicions.
Ever since All Might saw Izuku’s battle exercise earlier that day, he’s had this bad feeling that All For One was still alive. Whether it be inside a new body or he’s passed his power onto someone else.
His thoughts were disturbed by a snicker.
All Might was confused to see that it had come from Nezu. Instead of being concerned or surprised, the principle looked amused.
“Nezu?” All Might didn’t know how to react.
“Oh, my apologies, All Might. Don’t mind me. This does sound like an issue. How come you came to me about this rather than investigate him yourself?” Nezu gained his composure.
“Because weren’t you the one who mentioned to staff that you enrolled him specifically? You must know something about him. Information, maybe? I just want to make sure that he isn’t who I think he is.” All Might urged. It would be a much dire situation if he went to Izuku directly. He couldn't just ask him if he was his arch nemesis who he thought he had killed many years ago.
“I understand, All Might. After all, as a teacher, you must be concerned for your student’s safety.” Nezu nodded respectfully.
“Yes.” All Might cheered that Nezu was on the same page as he.
“Very well. What do you say to this, Izuku?” Nezu turned to All Might’s left. The hero did the same to see the horned boy in the chair next to him.
“Honestly, I’m kind of flattered.” Izuku didn’t even managed to finish his sentence before All Might jumped back from fright and fall onto his back. Much like how Izuku had scared Aizawa that morning.
The hero shot up to his feet and buffed up into his hero form.
“You! How did you...” All Might found himself trailing off when his voice was drowned out by laughter. Both Nezu and Izuku had their heads cocked back as they bellowed with amusement. The man was unsettled when an image popped up in his mind that the 2 looked very much alike in this situation.
“All Might, I can assure you that Izuku is not our enemy.” Nezu managed to speak as he finished laughing.
“How can you be so sure?” All Might didn’t want to doubt the words of Nezu, but a quirk that allows one to use several abilities sounds impossible.
“Well, that’s simple really.” Izuku was the next to talk. He stood from his chair and faced All Might entirely. “The fact is...”he paused for dramatic effect. “I’m not from this world because I’m a demon. More specifically, the son of Satan.” Izuku bolstered with nothing but pride.
And then... nothing.
“You really expect me to believe such a thing?” All Might's deadpanned tone broke the silence.
“Seeing is believing.” Izuku shot back with a grin before he lifted his hand and shot a spark of energy into the hero’s forehead. The same spell that Izuku cast on Nezu had the same effect on All Might.
The man froze in place as his eyes dilated.
Only a couple seconds passed before he was already conscious.
“What in the...” All Might’s eyes rolled into the back of his head before he fell back with a boom.
Izuku and Nezu looked at the laying form of All Might before they glanced at each other, then back to All Might.
“That... is what’s supposed to happen.” Izuku admitted.
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He wasn’t sure when he finally came to. The only thing All Might noticed was the speck of light that slipped between his eyelids and the distant muffled voice in his head.
His body made him feel as though he had returned from a journey around the world... twice.
Okay, maybe a few times. But that was besides the point. He was exhausted and his body felt to be in a cold sweat. He also felt a repeating gentle impact on his cheek. The more his brain processed, the more he could understand.
And the voice...
It said...
“Wakey, wakey. It’s time for school.” All Might blinked which helped him see the face in front of him.
The boy with dark horns.
Izuku.
The demon from another world.
“Oh my god...” All Might growned aloud.
“Good guy.” Izuku commented before he grabbed ahold of the man and lifted him up with ease. The boy set All Might down on the couch across the room where he plopped down.
“You seem worn-out.” Nezu’s voice was directly on All Might’s left which caused the latter to flinch slightly. “Tea?” The mouse extended a cup before the man.
“U-u-uh, n-no, I’m g-good. I’m actually r-really... hungry...”
What did All Might just say? What did he... feel?
All Might placed a hand over his stomach and felt it rumble for a short moment.
The stomach that he thought he had lost so many years ago.
He quickly lifted his shirt and looked over the wound on his side. At least... where the wound used to be. Now... only soft unmarked flesh met All Might’s eyes.
“...H-h-how...”
“I noticed your little beauty mark while you were out.” All Might looked up to Izuku who stood a short distant from the couch. The way he stood with one foot ahead of the other and his hands behind his back gave him an elegant appearance. Not only that, but his face was no longer that of a care-free goofy child, but rather an aged adult older than anything else in this world. “But I sensed it the moment we first met.”
“Sensed it?” All Might breathed, his confusion evident on his face.
“Healing an aged wound of that degree is a grand task... even for me. But it has been done and I hope your recovery of your stomach and missing lung grant you an easier life... a longer life. I’m not sure what you did to be inflicted by such an injury, but I do know that for you to still be alive, you must have been very close to death.” Izuku spoke in a single tone. Experienced and curious.
All Might, still in the process of realizing his situation, took a steady breath.
“Yes. And I’m dearly sorry for I mistook you for the very person who did this to me.” All Might nodded sincerely.
“No need for that. All’s well that ends well. Now... I must ask.” Izuku took a step forward and leaned in a small amount. His eyes gained emotion of that of a teacher scorning a student who had done something bad. Ironic... “How is it... that you have eight souls within your singular body?”
The room grew incredibly silent after that.
Nezu who had been in the middle of his tea chocked silently before he froze on the spot. Along with Izuku, he looked to All Might for the answer.
However, All Might didn’t have an answer.
His only response were blinks of a lost man.
And there was no arguing that there was no such thing. As if All Might had known Izuku his entire life, he knew that the question was genuine.
“I... have eight souls?” All Might whispered in fear that the words would cause something bad to happen. Izuku rose an eyebrow and straightened himself.
“Hmm. Seems that you were not aware.” Izuku barely had time to finish before All Might went to speak.
“W-wait. Actually, there might be a reason.” This caught the attention of Izuku as well as Nezu. However, the mouse had already put the pieces together. “My quirk-m-my power. It is not my own. I was not born with it. It has been passed down from predecessor to successor for decades. I am the eighth holder.” Somehow, All Might found it easy to admit this secret to the boy. “Is... is that why you see eight souls within me? Because... they are a part of my quirk?” Upon his question, Izuku stared in silence. It left All Might and Nezu in a state of eagerness for his answer.
“Yes. I believe so.” Like he had come to conclusion, Izuku finally spoke. “Your power is not of a common group, is it?” Izuku inquired. All Might felt somewhat relieved and sighed. He leaned forward and looked to the ground.
“Not by a longshot.” All Might started the story of the incredible battle between quirks.
The battle that began between brothers.
How one born with power forced it upon the other.
How this power grew and passed onto the next user.
And with each user, the battle kept on.
The battle that All Might himself was finally able to put to an end.
“I see.” Izuku had stayed quiet throughout the entire story. Not a single word or question for as long as All Might spoke. “I am sorry to see that Mayvum has fallen guilty to such tragedies. Of course, I cannot speak with clean words for Zeyfias and Ailra has also had its fair share of problems.” Izuku’s words hung heavy with memories unspoken, but not unknown. The mood was interrupted by a clap from the boy. “Now then, with all that cleared up out of the way, let’s go get some food, shall we? I keep hearing you stomach and it’s making me hungry.” Izuku caused a slight blush on the blond’s face. But he was more than happy to agree.
He doesn’t know how, but he’ll have to repay Izuku for he had done what no one could.
Taking his first full breath in years, All Might stood.
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“Sounds like it’s gonna be an exciting day.” included himself in the small group.
“I know, right? Rescue work is that main reason I want to be a hero.” Uraraka made her intentions clear as she seemed to vibrate with excitement.
“It is an essential part of being one.” Iida nodded in agreement. “I hope to do my family proud in today’s training.”
Izuku smiled at both their responses. He like the presence of their souls. So young and untainted by the world.
He hoped they would last.
“Yaoyorozu, get everyone ready! We’re heading out!” Aizawa stepped out the bus door and handed the girl a clipboard.
“Yes, sir.” Yaoyorozu took it graciously. “But, Mr. Aizawa, weren’t we to be accompanied by another teacher today?” She spoke up about her curiosity.
“Oh, right. Nezu told me that he gave All Might time off for a special case and that we would be fine without him today.” Aizawa answered. Meanwhile, Izuku whistled off to the side since he knew he was the reason that he gave All Might today off to relish in his renewed body. Nezu had also told Izuku that he trusted the demon to look after them if something happened. “Now hurry up. We don’t have all day.” The teacher ordered.
“Yes, sir.” Yaoyorozu repeated. “Okay, everyone. We’re about to leave, so everyone get on the bus!” She spoke up for the class to hear.
It didn’t take long after that before the class was seated and the bus was on its way.
“Good job being a class representative, Yaoyorozu.” Toru praised on the bus.
“O-oh, it’s just getting everyone on a bus.” Yaoyorozu politely waved the girl off.
“It’s the little things.” Sero reassured. It was a generic conversation that exchanged between one another.
Until...
“Izuku.” The single word of his name brought Izuku’s attention to the wide-mouths girl next to him with similarly colored hair.
“Hm?” He hummed to let her know he was listening. She seemed to think for a moment.
“What are you?”
Well, can’t say he expected such a direct question. Did she somehow know he was a demon? No, that was impossible.
“Uuuh, I’m a person. Just like you.” Izuku played it safe with something easy.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just still shocked about the battle exercise that I wasn’t sure what to say.” Tsu corrected herself.
“Ah, I understand. I tend to have that effect on people.” Izuku couldn’t help but brag a little.
“No joke, dude! Are you sure you don’t have like 10 quirks, or something?” Kaminari jumped into the conversation. “First, it was some sort of shield made of energy, then ice and the ability to control the floor and walls. Doesn’t help that you look like the devil himself.” Kaminari gestured to his physical features.
“Herself.” Izuku instinctively corrected. Everything quickly got quiet after that and Izuku mentally chuckled nervously behind his smile. Everyone looked at him with odd expressions. At the front of the bus, Aizawa slowly leaned around the corner to show a similar look on his face. “Uuh... my religion.”
Everyone collectively rose their eyebrows in realization and nodded respectfully.
“Anyway, there’s no simple way to explain my quirk.” Izuku continued before anyone thought to ask things like where he came from. “Everything has energy of some sort. My quirk just allowed me to manipulate that energy. So, it may seem that I have several abilities, but I really don’t.”
That was a big fat lie... but also slightly the truth. Izuku had no quirk obviously. But he really could manipulate energy. It was mainly how magic in Zeyfias worked. As for Ailra, they draw power from the sun itself. Even at night, the earth’s warm core feeds their magic
Izuku was still very intrigued how people here in Mayvum had evolved their own unique powers obtained by the age of 4.
And still rapidly growing.
Mayvum would prove to be powerful yet.
“Wow, sure sounds crazy strong.” Kirishima commented. Izuku forgot that he was in the middle of a conversation and looked to the boy. “Wonder if something like that can beat All Might someday.” With that statement, everyone had a curious eye on Izuku.
Obviously, Izuku couldn’t say it out loud but... he could probably beat All Might with one arm. Hopefully, a fight between them would never come. Izuku liked this world. He had no intention to do something drastic like that.
“I’m sure with plentiful training and a good head, any of us could beat All Might. We are at the number one hero school in Japan, are we not?” Izuku directed the conversation to a new idea. A number of students appeared excited and hopeful by his words.
“Wouldn’t that be the dream.” Ojiro voiced what was on everyone’s minds.
“Why a dream when it can be reality?” Izuku spoke, a reassuring smirk on his face.
With that, dreams didn’t sound so distant anymore.
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“Hello, everyone! I’ve been expecting you!” The rescue hero known as Thirteen met the students at the entrance of the huge dome.
“Oh, wow, Thirteen.” Several among the class announced their excitement of their teacher.
“Come on in. Let’s get straight into things.” Thirteen commanded.
Not a single protest came from the teens as they followed the hero inside the building.
Everyone listened and they listened close. Thirteen told them of her quirk and its capability to kill. It was a speech of what was right and wrong with the use of quirks. That they were used to save. Not to harm or kill.
Izuku meant no disrespect, but he’s heard this sort of speech several times and even taught it some.
Which may seem weird considering that Izuku was a demon. Not to mention a son of Satan who is apparently depicted as an evil entity in Mayvum.
Especially in religions that took to the aspect of light and dark. Good and bad. God and Satan. Stuff like that. But overall, it had been decided that Hell is a place of horror and where those have sinned will suffer for eternity.
And... well, that was true, yes.
Bad people do go to Zeyfias. In Izuku’s realm, below the Earth’s surface, there is a place close to the Earth’s core where the damned are given what they deserve. But that’s the thing. Demons are the punishers of what is wrong. The ones that are purely empty-hearted and evil.
Like Hitler.
But not everyone was a Hitler. Some people may have done some bad things, yes. But some could be redeemed. Demons made just as much of an effort to help the damned so that they could have a chance to write their sins and move on to Heaven.
Meanwhile, Angels in Ailra treat those in Heaven who have done no wrong. It is through these tightly secured connections that a hint of Heaven and Hell’s existence leaked into Mayvum’s religious status.
But the truth was, the people of Zeyfias and Ailra aren’t much difference. Angles and Demons were at peace with one another. Friends, lovers even existed between them.
Beings born of demon and angle blood was very common.
In fact, Izuku himself had angle’s blood in his veins.
As did his brother.
Izuku’s daydreams were cut short.
What the...
Aizawa had been looking over his class to make sure they were paying attention to Thirteen’s lecture that something caught his eye.
“Izuku.” The teacher said his student’s name to stop him. But the boy didn’t even react as he kept his pace past him and Thirteen. “Izuku.” His voice came more sternly. Again, Izuku didn’t react and continued towards the stairs. Thirteen slowed in her words as she was as confused as everyone else. They watched him walk and say nothing.
Aizawa walked after him at a fast pace, full intention to scorn the boy for ignoring a teacher. When Izuku had finally stopped, he was at the top of the stairs with Aizawa hot on his heels.
“Izuku, get back with the group.” Aizawa’s tone was that of a hardened hero rather than a teacher. When Izuku had still not made a single movement to follow Aizawa’s orders, the teacher felt his patience dwindle. “Izu-”
The second half his student’s name never came out. He was instead drawn to the crackle of energy as the lights in the USJ went out. The light of the sun was all that was left.
Aizawa looked to Izuku. The boy’s expression was morphed into a blank stare. However, the details the hero had been trained to see was... spiteful.
It left Aizawa unsettled.
He followed the boy’s gaze to find the fountain at the center of his vision. The water sputtered with difficulty to keep a continuous stream.
Then, before his very eyes, a mass of purple energy appeared. It grew and expanded into a large web of smoke-like energy. From the center of it, a hand reached out. And from behind it, a face with red eyes glared.
“Thirteen! Protect the students!” Aizawa commanded with haste. This caused a disturbance among the class. “Everyone, group together and don’t move!” He pointed to the teens. He then turned to Izuku. “You to-”
“Filthy.” That lone word paired with his hateful glare easily threw the man off balance.
“Where is he?”
The voice chilled Aizawa just as much as Izuku did.
He turned back to the fountain to see that a small army of villains had scattered from the purple mist. The one that asked the question was at the back center.
A man with hands on his body and covered his face.
“Where is All Might?” His voice rattled the sensation of death into their bones. This was man who killed like he breathed.
“What do you want with All Might?” Izuku shouted in a serious tone. Aizawa about clamped a hand over the boy’s mouth, but the response he got stopped him.
“Him dead.” The villain’s cold words sent chills over them.
“Then you’ll have to wait a few decades. Dying of old age is the closest thing you’re gonna get.” Izuku sneered with a trace of a smirk. But Aizawa could tell, the boy was not happy at all.
“He’s not even here. How rude of him to not show up to his own funeral.” The man jabbed back with his own joke.
“He’s on holiday. Besides...” Izuku narrowed his eyes. Directly next to him, Aizawa felt an intense energy flow around Izuku. “It won’t his funeral.”
“A hero student? Threatening to kill me?” The villain almost sounded excited to hear it. He leaned back and howled with laughter. The crowd of villains did the same and they all filled the dome with cackling. “Actually, that gave me a good idea. What if we kill some kids? Then maybe All Might will come out to play.” He bolstered like it was all some sort of joke.
While they were distracted, Aizawa went to grab hold of Izuku and force him back with the rest.
His plan never came when he couldn’t even reach him. An aura of thick orange energy flowed from Izuku’s body. His face was shadowed except for his eyes that glowed orange with anger.
And the devilish grin that spread across his face.
“Izuku, stand down!” Aizawa felt the strain in his eyes as he used his quirk on him.
...But nothing happened.
Aizawa was bewildered that his quirk had no effect on Izuku who was clearing using his. Then he was astonished to see Izuku slowly rise into the air. Orange energy covered him like flames that made his robes wave on his body.
It was clear that Aizawa wasn’t the only one who noticed this as the villains quickly began to quiet down, each gaining their own expression of wonder.
“I’m normally good at keeping secrets.” Izuku spoke loud enough only for Aizawa to hear. “I had intended to be your normal student for a while longer, so I apologize. Since the idea of demons isn’t all that nice in this world, I figured it to be best to lay low for now. But how could I possibly be worried about that when you already have demons here? Laughing with the intention of murder.” Izuku’s voice vibrated the air. It shook with a power unlike anything Aizawa had ever seen. “So, I’m only going to say this once.” Izuku turned his head to look at the hero. Aizawa felt as if his very soul was under the gaze of this boy. “Get them out of here.”
“Thirteen, get the students back to the bus, now!” Aizawa spun around to shout at the hero. Thirteen didn’t appose in the slightest and rushed towards the class.
“Come, everyone! To the bus!” Upon her command, all the students turned and ran. Some hesitated for a moment to look at Izuku or Aizawa.
“You also need to leave!” After Aizawa had made sure everyone turned tail, he demanded of the boy. Aizawa had to crane his head upwards to see Izuku who hovered 4 feet in the air.
“And what? Leave you here to die? Don’t kid yourself, Aizawa. You must have noticed it to.” Izuku argued with no sign of listening. And yes... Aizawa did notice it.
He looked to the villains where his eyes settled on 3 in particular. The warp villain made of mist. The one with hands. And the large muscular beaked villain.
Aizawa would be going in blind and out of his element.
Of course All Might had to be gone today.
“Still, as a teacher, I cannot allow my students to be put in danger!” Aizawa made another effort to convince Izuku to give up.
“Aizawa.” Izuku’s voice boomed and it caused the hero to flinch. “I am not your student before these people. Right now... I am the judge and executioner.”
After the final word left his mouth, Aizawa could have blinked.
As the last wisp of orange energy dissipated into a black smoke, Aizawa realized that Izuku was gone.
Slowly, he turned. Among the villains that now had the same expression as the hero, Izuku stood.
“What?” The hand villain was visibly shocked by the distance he had closed in the fraction of a second.
“You dare come before me... with you souls tainted of blood and greed” Given the opportunity, several villains charged towards the boy for attack. Izuku showed his face to them. His eyes felt insane and toothy grin stretched far into his cheeks. “And expect mercy?”
Izuku stomped his foot down.
An explosion erupted outwards of rock that crumbled from the force of violent orange magic. Anything and anyone in its radius was ravaged and thrown astray. Villains screamed in pain but their calls were silenced by the crushing of rock and the hiss of energy.
All at once, it ended.
Both debris and unconscious villains fell to the ground. Those who didn’t get caught in the attack had a ringing left in their ears. A terrain of scorched and uneven ground surrounded the horned demon.
His orange eyes still glared at the hand villain alone.
Behind the boy at the bottom of the stairs, Aizawa watched in disbelief. He had just seen a young teen defeat several villains at once with one single movement. Aizawa stared at the back of his student, unsure of how to react.
Then he remembered what Izuku said to him. That he wasn’t his student right now. What did that mean?
“Tenko Shimura.” Izuku’s voice filled the air with a deadly presence that froze the villains.
But only did it have any real feeling to the hand and mist villain. They both gasped in shock that this boy knew his real name.
“I can feel the hurt in your soul. I’m sorry for the pain that you’ve felt. But the things you’ve done is as equally as unforgivable. Until the day that you wish to cleanse your sins” The energy around Izuku’s body spiked with power. He was like a grand flame that lit the area with a hellish glow. “Your soul has a special place waiting for it in Hell.”
“Nomu! Kill him now!” Tenko screamed all his hate from deep within his stomach.
Izuku quickly learned Nomu was the large beaked villain. He blasted off from Tenko’s side in a burst of speed only distinguishable as a blur.
One moment he was by the warp villain, the next he was in front of Izuku with his fist cocked back. As fast as he approached Izuku, the villain was shot backwards by an unknown force. Tenko and the mist villain both leapt out of the way from the large fleshy bullet that flew past them and through the fountain.
An explosion of concrete and water boomed but did nothing to stop Nomu’s momentum. He continued past and slid across the ground which left a thick trail of dust in his wake. He eventually stopped far past his initial point by the time the nearest villain of the fountain was soaked with water.
All the while, Izuku didn’t even flinch.
“How did you do that?” Aizawa had stepped forward to stand on Izuku’s right. His eye didn’t leave the spot where the trail of dust ended.
“A simple force spell.” Izuku answered.
“I don’t how you did that.” Both Izuku and Aizawa looked to Tenko. The villain had his head turned to Nomu before he slowly faced them with one red eye. “But it’s gonna take a lot more than a little push to defeat him.” As he spoke, they could see a figure within the dust rise. The beak of Nomu emerged first before the rest of his body without a single mark. “No matter how strong you think you are, brat, you stand no chance to defeat the Anti Symbol of Peace.” Tenko declared with a grin that showed past the hand mask on his face. Nomu came back to his side and let out a small roar.
“You mean to say you’re supposed to defeat All Might?” Aizawa demanded an answer, but the beaked villain didn’t respond.
“He doesn’t talk much. In fact, not at all.” Tenko spoke for the Nomu. “He doesn’t exactly have a mind of his own anymore. Genetically engineered to be as strong as All Might, but even tougher. Quirks like shock absorption and regeneration have been implanted in him to make sure of that.” Tenko bragged about his freak creation.
Tenko was barely able to finish before he was interrupted by laughter.
All eyes fell on Izuku who had thrown his head back. His laugh was half genuine and half mockery.
“So, what you’re telling me is that this Nomu thing is actually just your pet? Man, I am so sorry. If I had known that...” Izuku stopped his laughter and raised his hand and put his thumb and middle finger together. Izuku stared Tenko dead in the eye.
“I would have brought mine.”
With a snap of his fingers, the air vibrated with a guttural crack that appeared out of thin air behind Izuku. A single vertical split made of the same orange energy grew to be around 15 feet tall.
It stretched and widened to reveal a dark abyss beyond. Before they knew it, everyone realized they were looking at a portal.
From within that portal, a pair of white eyes broke through the darkness.
And then another pair on its left, and another on its right.
Whatever creature that resided inside, it stepped forward with heavy footsteps. Then, 3 heads emerged from the darkness. They each looked alike and had features closest to that of a dog. Another step uncovered 3 heads... but one body.
Aizawa stepped to the side in fear of this thing. This creature of black skin combined of fur and brimstone. Its body didn’t look physical but rather made up of some thick gas-like substance that took form. From the top of their heads down to tip of its tail, a white-flamed mane danced on its back. The flame on its tail ended with a mass of fire that took the shape of a snake's head.
Overall, the shape was that of a 3-headed dog with a muscular, yet elegant, build. Each breath lit up its chest with the same white of its flaming mane. Each head had small unique details that differed from the other. The middle head looked more wolf-like. The left head had a third eye in its forehead. The right head had large ram horns.
But all heads looked over the crowd of villains with beaming eyes.
“Cer.” Izuku broke the dreadful silence that had swallowed them since the monster’s arrival. The head in the middle barked to attention as it rose slightly. “Ber.” The left shook its head which caused the white flames to hiss. “Rus.” The right head licked its lips and snarled. A short pause came afterwards as Izuku and Tenko locked eyes. “Fetch me a little birdie.”
The three-headed beast roared in command. It jumped over its master and headed straight for the Nomu. The beaked villain did the same and aimed a punch for the middle head’s snout. It didn’t even come close when it was swiped from the right by a large clawed paw.
The Nomu went flying and bounced off the ground. It sent the Nomu some distance away from the main group before the large black beast landed back to the ground and caught a few unlucky villains nearby. It ignored them and gave chase after its prey.
“Now.” Izuku gathered everyone’s attention. “Where were we?”
No immediate answer came.
All that changed when he saw movement among the villains.
Izuku’s eyes landed on someone in particular and flashed with power. The mist villain was instantly forced to the ground by the energy around him that increased the gravity multiple times. Several villains looked surprised once more.
“And just where do you think you’re going?” Izuku mocked as the villain groaned with pain in the small crater his body lay in. Tenko looked over his comrade in anger before he glared back to Izuku.
“All of you, kill that brat!” His order was loud and clear, but not a single person moved from their spot. “What are you all waiting for!? Get him!” Again, no one moved upon his command. The more he observed his troops, the more he realized they all had frightened expressions.
They were petrified.
“After seeing everything I’ve done so far, you still believe you have of chance of winning?” Izuku tilted his head, full expecting an answer.
Tenko grit his teeth and growled. So far, not a single thing had gone his way. Everything was ruined by this damn freak with impossible power. He was going to kill this kid, no matter what.
“If you don’t do what I say this instant, I will kill every single one of you myself!” Tenko shouted one last time. It was the final push to make at least one person blink that led to a flight or fight driven attack.
Several villains moved at once, all of which aimed something at the boy. Together, they fired various projectiles in a storm of bullets, needles, shards, and other blunt or piercing objects.
There were way too many for Aizawa to use his quirk on at once. Projectiles came from several directions. He was trapped.
Yet, not a single thing punctured him or Izuku.
Once he had gotten past his initial shock, he realized that every single bullet stopped dead in their tracks just a foot away from himself and his student. Izuku didn’t so much as flinch as a wall of bullets built up with each shot.
It didn’t take long before the villains noticed their effort was in vain. Now, they only looked more horrified that not even long distance was an option.
Aizawa caught the motion of the bullets as they began to slowly turn and point back at their shooter. And once the villains saw it to, it was already too late.
As fast as they were shot, the projectiles flew outwards and stopped faster than they could blink.
Every single villain had some kind of bullet mere inches from their head. Everyone froze in place in fear that it would mean their death.
“My patience has already been soured, so I’m only going to tell you this once.” Izuku made sure everyone could hear. “Surrender.”
Tenko was left breathless. He couldn't fully process the situation with a clear mind to understand and accept that a child had single handedly defeated them all. Tenko eyed the bullet in front of his face then looked to the horned boy. His blood began to boil in frustration.
The sound of heavy footsteps nearby drew their attention.
Tenko snapped his head to the right happy to see that his Nomu had returned.
That hope went up in flames when he saw his Nomu ripped in 3 different pieces in each of the monster’s maw as each piece slowly sizzled in white flames. His Nomu didn’t so much as move or make a sound.
The 3-headed beast dropped the chunk of burnt flesh to the ground at Izuku’s side.
“Good boy.” Izuku praised as he stroked the beast’s chest.
“Unfair.” The whisper traveled to Izuku’s ears. The boy turned from his friend to the hand villain. He shook violently and looked ready to burst.
“Unfair? Well, I don’t think it was very fair of you to come here without warning to kill kids.” Izuku scorned the man.
“Shut up!” Tenko snapped back, unafraid of the demon or the bullet between his eyes. “It’s not fair! We had a plan! It was good! We had Nomu! We had intel! It was all supposed to work out! So why!? Why is it that we got beat by some little shit!? Why are you so strong!?” Tenko spat with unbridled rage. The veins on his neck bulged and his eye looked ready to pop out of his head. He flexed his hands, eager to use them on something. “Why... why won’t you diiiieee!?”
Tenko thrust his hand to the closest object. His palm smacked the ground in a fury. To Izuku, it looked no more than a temper tantrum. But when he heard the faint sound of crumbling, he knew that wasn’t the case.
The ground smelled of ancient dust before it erupted into a miniature earthquake of shattered stone.
The effect spread fast to Izuku and Aizawa. All the villains between were caught in the disaster. Before it could reach them, Izuku grabbed Aizawa by the shirt and flew up into the air. The 3-headed beast had managed to jump back in time, but not before the remains of the Nomu were also caught in the destruction.
Izuku levitated far above as dust and decay created a cloud. Without vision, Aizawa couldn't locate Tenko or the warp villain.
As for Izuku...
“Damn, I lost focus for a second.” In the brief moment that Izuku evaded the attack, the warp villain took Tenko and disappeared.
It took some time before the dust cleared. When it finally did, it looked as if the ground had been flipped many times over. The villains caught in the crossfire were either crushed, reduced to dust, or lucky to be alive.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Aizawa. I let them get away.” Izuku confessed shamefully.
“It’s fine. Do you know if Thirteen and the rest were able to get out safely?” Due to everything else Aizawa had seen Izuku do, he wouldn’t be surprised if Izuku knew that as well.
“Yes, they’re already a great distance away.” Izuku answered as he flew back down to safe ground. Izuku’s beast met them there obediently. Aizawa had to take a few steps back from the creature to settle his nerves.
“Izuku, you have a lot of explaining-”
“I know, as promised.” Izuku interrupted. “But it’ll be best to wait until all of this is finished up.” He suggested then gestured to the mess around them. Aizawa eyed him for a short time before he seemed satisfied.
“Fine. Let’s get to the entrance to meet the rest when they get here.” Aizawa ordered with a sigh.
“Right.” No argument came from the demon. He quickly opened a portal and sent the large canine back inside. It let out one last bark before the portal closed behind it.
Aizawa turned and headed for the stairs. Izuku followed just behind.
He had only managed to take a few steps before Izuku abruptly stopped. For the first time in a long while, Izuku felt a chill on his body.
He whipped around and scanned everything in sight. No motion. Nothing that wasn’t already there.
Bizarre. Izuku could have sworn-
“What’s the hold up, Izuku?” Aizawa had also turned around to see that Izuku had stopped. The boy looked around for one second longer to make sure.
“Nothing.” Izuku concluded and resumed to follow his teacher.
Izuku found himself in a strange situation.
He had long awaited first contact from Mayvum. You could guess his excitement when he himself was teleported from his bedroom balcony while eating a sandwich.
But now that he’s here, some things seem off.
The divide between good and evil is much greater than in the other 2 realms, especially so early in their development. Izuku hadn’t been here very long and he’s experienced true evil firsthand.
And that wasn’t the only thing that worried him.
Somehow, the existence of Zeyfias and Ailra has been referenced in older history books to a significant degree. The concept of demons, angles, heaven, and hell was the main concept for several religions despite that they weren’t allowed to have any contact with Mayvum.
Was conctact already somehow made and no one realized it?
Or did someone from Zeyfias or Ailra leak ideas long ago?
Izuku had questions of his own.
But the biggest question above all...
Was Mayvum ready for when they come?