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AU, quirkless Izuku, son of AFO, yet goes around Japan as a gentleman thief trying to stop his father's plans technically illegally

If partnered with Gentle and La Brava, I imagine him as the smart guy to Gentle's face and La Brava's tech support if that's the case like Gentle acts like he's the ringleader but he's more like the circus presenter while the real leader is off making the spectacle.

Due to the quirk focus society, no one believes that Izuku, codenamed Lupin, does all of his work without any quirks, just tech and knowhow.

Hmm, the POD from canon would be Hisashi coming back instead of staying away from the family, mostly to bring them with him in the safe house, only for Izuku to learn his skills real quick to escape and plan. He did pick up some of his dad's leading and social skills, so he then gets captured by Tsukauchi after throwing the bomb from the fake diamond he stole in the water and the government is forced to put him on UA on recommendation out of fear of what the public might do when they hear about Lupin being quirkless

... there's gonna be a massive spin campaign to make people think Lupin does things with a quirk and Izuku will absolutely hate it. Hmm, I wonder how Bakugou would react when he realizes how disturbingly good Izuku became from being Lupin...

The Bakugou family probably thought Inko and Izuku were kidnapped and killed when they disappeared.

Prologue

It happened when he was nine years old.

One day, Midoriya Izuku, one he disparagingly called Deku, didn’t show up for class. He told himself that the quirkless idiot was sick.

He didn’t shown up the following days either.

It was Friday when he decided to go to the Midoriya apartment, partly by curiosity, partly by his mother’s worried nagging when she didn’t get a reply from Inko in their usual chat group for days.

Bakugou knocked on the door.

Silence.

The door was unlocked when he checked.

When he opened it, he was shocked.

The apartment was a mess.

Furniture broken. Plates shattered. An abandoned toppled dinner covered in ants.

Bakugou ran around the apartment for anything.

He feared for the worst.

Yet, no signs of blood nor a body or two. He called the police.

In the end, it was a cold case. Robbery and kidnapping, the Midoriya family’s personal belongings were taken in the struggle. There was no noise that the neighbors heard, no sign of anything wrong.

But it was what Bakugou overheard from some random police officers that got to him.

“So… another quirkless kid got kidnapped.” the officer said as the two leaned on their car while taking a break.

“Eh, it’s a close shut case, robbery, kidnapping, probably murder, like all the other missing quirkless children.” the older officer said as he took a puff from his cigarette.

“It is worrying at how all the missing children are quirkless.”

“It’s their dang fault for not having a quirk. Besides, who cares about some declining demographic anyway? It’s just gonna be added to the database, one missing quirkless kid to the statistics. The world’s better off with one less useless brat anyway.”

He wanted to scream, to shout, to do anything at the officer’s remarks. But he knew he needed a spotless record to go to his dream school and become a pro hero.

Only a few people attended the makeshift funeral weeks later.

The police never found the bodies and any leads went cold.

Only the Bakugou family, Inko’s parents, and a few of her friends came to the funeral. Bakugou Katsuki was the only friend of Izuku that attended, and even then, he knew they weren’t friends for a long time.

He tried to distance himself. That Izuku was a pebble, a stepping stone to his story of greatness, an extra like all the others. But he couldn’t shake it. The strange feeling of failing at being a hero when needed be.

Despite what he told to himself, Izuku and Inko followed him like a ghost.

He tried to refocused to his studies and training, using the energy to make himself better at being a hero.

As he entered middle school, a new name would dominated the media.

The mysterious gentleman thief, called by the media with the code name of Lupin. A masked vigilante or villain, depending on one’s opinion, became a thorn on the side of everyone, heroes and villains alike.

He didn’t work alone. Nor did he work silently.

Two, in Bakugou’s opinion, criminal lackeys of Lupin are Gentle Criminal, a man after fame than anything actually villainous, and La Brava, an infamous hacker and Gentle’s number one fan.

Gentle may acted like he’s the leader of the gang with Lupin as the lackey for the spectacle, the performance, but Bakugou knew there’s more than meets the eye to Lupin.

It was when he was analyzing the latest robbery of a painting that was later discovered to be a fake, with the original returned in its place, that Bakugou realized that Gentle wouldn’t come up with a plan that complicated and detailed.

The man’s a self professed celebrity, one who would hog the spotlight. He played the role of a stereotypical evil mastermind well, because society thought that was normal. But Gentle’s the clown, the presenter than the ringleader.

La Brava’s the tech support, the hacker and tinker.

Which only left the masked thief Lupin. The more he thought of it, the more it made sense. The robberies appeared randomly chosen, only to reveal more behind them.

A robbery of an orphanage revealed a child pornography ring.

A robbery of a museum revealed that the curator attempting to replace the originals with fakes and selling them on the black market.

A robbery of a major corporation revealed the CEO’s villainous connections and money laundering scheme.

The more Bakugou looked up at Lupin’s blurry photos, the more they seemed familiar, like someone he knew.

The realization only hit him at the end of his middle school education. Months after he got first place on the entrance exam, making him a shoe in for UA.

One summer night, Lupin announced robbery of a large diamond during some rich guy’s gala.

No matter how many heroes they tried to bring to stop him, Lupin stole the diamond from under their nose.

It was a media spectacle.

The chase lead to the bridge as media helicopters and drones followed for the best angle for their story.

The whole family watched the news during dinner, enraptured like everyone else watching. Mitsuki gasped at the sight of the diamond being revealed as a hollow fake on the detective’s hands when Lupin thrown it back at him and the ticking time bomb was on Lupin’s hand.

Then it happened.

A gust of wind by a hero’s quirk resulted in Lupin’s scarf and domino mask to blow into the river as he used a rope on a helicopter to rise up to the top of the bridge.

The Bakugou family looked at the screen in wide eyed shock.

As Lupin threw the bomb into the air before it detonated, they knew who the master thief was.

The fifteen year old Midoriya Izuku, missing and presumed dead, was captured that night.

Bakugou Katsuki sat there in utter shock, struggling to understand what he just saw, while his mother practically ran to the police station where Lupin would be temporarily placed in.

“What the actual fuck.”

Chapter 1

The Musutafu Police Station was busy as a number of policemen and heroes made sure the now unmasked Lupin didn’t escape this time.

They’d all stay quiet on the fact that said infamous thief was in his teens and thus a minor under the eyes of the law. Didn’t helped by the fact that all of said teen’s exploits were robberies, no murders, and all with the side effect of saving lives or stopping corruption in society.

Lupin himself stayed unnaturally calm even without his domino mask and scarf with its hidden voice synthesizer.

Eraserhead glared at the teen with his quirk and Lupin didn’t even flinched from the feeling of his quirk being canceled out.

“It’s not going to work.” Lupin said at Eraserhead, “I don’t have a quirk for you to cancel out, or erase in your terminology.”

Detective Tsukauchi Naomasa entered the interrogation room. The man who chased after Lupin for years,, and now the end of this case was coming soon.

Well, he hoped.

He was certain a particular nosey rat would be interested in snatching Lupin up for rehabilitation in his school. Well, if anything happened, All Might would be there to stop it.

“We finally caught you. Now, can you give us a name?”

“Depends on who and where you’ll use it on detective. But, as I worry on the state of Eraserhead’s eyes, I’ll tell you this. I am quirkless. I do not have a quirk when I was born up to now. I simply used technology, simple know how, applied human psychology, and the society wide blind spots due to their love of quirks.”

Tsukauchi’s eyes widen in shock from that. His quirk worked as a lie detector and it didn’t react at all.

“You’re telling the truth.” he said before he glanced at Eraserhead and gestured him the exit. The glare remained but Eraserhead warily exited the room.

“Now that we’re alone, I’m certain you want a full list of what I plan for my future robberies, yes? Don’t bother. Gentle and La Brava are activating Contingency Arachne as we speak. And no. I will not tell you where they are.”

“And you think we’ll just let you do what you want? The trouble you did on society would be hard to excuse away.”

“Well, depends on how much the government is willing to bury it all. But, decentralized cells make it hard to truly stamp out the truth. Besides, father would be willing to get me out of prison just to put me back home or leave me in a rather luxurious prison as a kind of time out.”

“Your father? I doubt he has the power to stop the Hero Commission from stacking the deck against you.”

“My father’s more of a whispered horror story. I’m sure you’ve heard of him. He was a fan of the Three Musketeers, the same with my late uncle.”

Despite the handcuffs, Lupin leaned towards the detective with a grin.

“All for One and One for All. United we stand. Divided we fall.” he quoted. “Rather poetic it went that way actually.”

Tsukauchi felt sweat falling from his brow from that. Questions formed in his head.

“He’s your father?”

“Yes. After an unfortunate incident some years ago, father decided to bring my mother and I to a safe place and he personally home schooled me with the best methods he believed in. Such methods had some unfortunate side effects, however.”

“What sort of side effects?”

“Physically, I appear to be a young teenager. But my father believed in finding better ways of doing things, morals be damned and ethics be based on the preferred outcome. Mentally speaking, I have experienced centuries of many lifetimes in dreams that are as real as you and I. The use of both a fellow prisoner with the quirk called Akashic Record and the use of a Sleep Teach quirk.”

“Do you know why your father did that?” Tsukauchi was busy trying to write everything down on a notepad.

“Beyond the obvious desire for good education for his son? He wanted me to be his successor, in a way. He will live. The fear of death is strong among everyone, but he wished to mold me into someone to follow his ideals in his footsteps, not unlike the other successor.”

“Other successor?”

“Of course. Father is many things but there are two ideals he strove to follow. Prometheus and Satan. My father is a mad visionary, willing to pull the world into his ideal future bound, gagged, kicking, and screaming if it has to. Another, more quaint ideal, is his hobby of playing the role of an all powerful demon king hiding in the shadows.”

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Inko Midoriya, the infamous assassin Wear-N-Tear, doing everything in her power for the safety and happiness of her son. If it means killing influential people pushing an anti-quirkless agenda, so be it. Better to stain her hands with the mess than her innocent son's. Unbeknownst to everyone, Hisashi Midoriya is All For One.

It roughly follows canon.

Here's what I wrote on a Conversations with a Cryptid/Dad For One server

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Inko Midoriya would be seen as the typical stay home housewife. She cleans the house, on the weekends she and her friend Mitsuki goes for their usual weight loss fitness program with the other interested parents in the neighborhood. Hisashi sends enough money to support her and her son. But sometimes a lady needs to supplement her family income.

On random days, either by desire or necessity, Inko would head to the city. No one would follow her as she head to a bar and ordered a Wear-N-Tear from the special menu. The misty bartender would give it to her and in the menu is a paper with a picture of a problematic person. She takes her drink, puts on her disguise, and heads off.

She would return hours later with a smile and groceries. What she did won't go in the news. Death by strokes aren't newsworthy.

Though, she does mix it up from time to time. A dislocated vertebrae here, a burst jugular there. Her marks die one way or another and she gets her payment.

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Inko likes to think of herself as the number one underground assassin. Wear-N-Tear is a relatively unknown name and her marks died of 'natural causes'. While she's semi-retired and her son decided to join the other side of the industry. It's the true reason for her anxiety, her attempts to put her son down despite how much it hurts him. She always accepts her missions and she always dealt with problematic people. But she fears the day her son appears on that paper, a mark to remove.

She also fears the day that she's found out and be forced to leave her son behind. But she made sure to hide her tracks well.

Until one night, when she went for a 'party', if anyone was curious, her mark was given and she wore her disguise. Simple, silent, and inconspicuous in design. All she needs to do is to go close and pull with a flick of her finger. Her early years in medical school came handy before the stress made her shift to law.

But that night, she saw him. Her nemesis and rival. Perhaps he knows her, perhaps not. Eraserhead was not a hero to mess with. A look from him and her moment of opportunity would be gone. Someone must have noticed the strangely natural deaths around.

Go in, pull on a tiny chunk of the mark's blood vessel that gives oxygen to the heart, get out and get paid.

It was simple.

It was easy.

Then Wear-N-Tear and Eraserhead looked at each other's eyes by the exit and the first thing that came to both of them was.

'Why do they seem familiar?'

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When her son's not looking or not around, Inko would go to his room and read on his quirk analysis notes. Heroes, villains, random civilians, strengths, weaknesses, ideas to use. She's very proud of her son's analytical mind, and she once tries to push him to engineering or the sciences. But that was another failure. She always have a particular page in mind during her browsing. Eraserhead.

He fights basically quirkless and the scarf would try to stop her, to capture her. She always planned to retake her martial arts lessons but a good enough excuse has yet to be made to put her out of any suspicious eyes.

After all, martial arts fail when made to deal with particularly inhuman and stronger quirks.

She usually pull on the throat, make the person unconscious from the lack of air. Then bring them away as a concerned citizen to a nearby clinic.

But not with Eraserhead. Inko fears that he's looking for her specifically. Being the best assassin makes whispers upon the underground.

Then the doorbell rings and Inko goes back to 'cleaning'.

When she goes down to open the door, there's Yagi, Izuku, and Eraserhead waiting. "Is," she said, hoping to sound worried, "Is Izuku in trouble?" She asked Yagi directly, not looking at Eraseread's eyes.

Yagi and Eraserhead looked at each other for a moment.

"Uh, mom, it's the parent-teacher meeting." Izuku answered.

"Right, right, I was busy cleaning the house." To this Izuku groaned.

"Please tell me you didn't rearranged my journals."

"I didn't rearranged your things Izuku." Inko said as she went for a hug. "Well, I better make some tea." She then heads to the kitchen.

For a moment, a single moment, Inko and Aizawa looked at each other's eyes. A terrible feeling hit her stomach when she noticed the minute shift of his eyes.

She hopes the tea would calm herself down as she mentally wonders which god she insulted to have her rival as her son's homeroom teacher.

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Kurogiri worked at his bar. It was calming in a way, despite the chaos of the league, and it's also a somewhat legal gig and a backup to fall to when the villainy one goes sour. A door opens and a familiar lady with green hair enters the bar, taking a seat by the wall, her usual spot. She's his oldest customer all the way back in her college days. Murder by self-defense and dealing with the dead mugger's body was a strange start to their friendship but it was her later legal expertise that gave him the bar and protected it.

He went to bring her the menu only to stop at her controlled glare of distaste at him.

"I'll have a coffee," she said.

This made Kurogiri wonder. Wear-N-Tear's usual is a particular blend of black tea. She only calls for coffee when she needs a private talk. Alcohol is off the table given the idea of her quirk going wild.

He nods and returns with iced coffee with green tea powder on top of the whipped cream.

She raised her hand and Kurogiri's tie was pulled forwards at her. She grabs it and grins.

"Kuro Oni-giri dear," she said in a worryingly sweet tone. "I heard you were at U.A. a few days ago."

"What of it?"

"Well, I am a anxious mother after all. I was hoping to introduce him to you but that's little stunt costed you that potential first meeting."

She moved closer to the rough area where his ear would be.

"If I learned that he were to die or vanish by your group's actions, well, I'll have to speed up in my cleaning."

"Die or vanish?" To this Wear-N-Tear shrugged.

"I have made some peace over the fact that he's taking up a dangerous job. Doesn't mean that I do nothing to protect him as a proper mother should." She then lets go of his tie, placed the payment on the table, and grins. "I miss these talks Kuro Onigiri. Hope the next topic would be less problematic for the both of us." To this Kurogiri nodded and head back to work.

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Inko and Hisashi Midoriya arrived at the restaurant. It's a rather fancy place with private soundproof rooms for more private affairs and making sure the music outside doesn't bother the couple.

"So, quirk exercises?" Hisashi asked. Inko blushed as they take their seats.

"Yes," Inko said as she remembers her many marks she'd cleaned ever since Izuku reminded her why she did her side job in the first place. "It's very useful in cleaning up the house." Her son needs more protection now and she will not let guilt and anxiety overpower her again.

Inko noticed the misty man giving them the menus. For a moment, her eyes narrowed at Kurogiri, wondering why he is there in the first place. Though, she'll need to act casual in front of her husband. Can't have personal and business lives mix. It never ends well.

Hisashi, of course, kept looking at her like an idiotic twenty-five year old. It reminded her of his many rants against the government. Very useful in finding marks to eliminate, to make their legacy and memory whimper and fade than some last moment of visibility and ideological martyrdom. He must tell her how he managed to look young over the years. Some fancy longevity treatment perhaps.

The two made their orders and she watched Kurogiri write them down, take the menus, and head out. Inko smiled sweetly, wondering which topic to say first to guilt trip her husband for being absent for a decade and a half.

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(I sort of developed a MO for Villain!Inko actually. Though she likes to see herself as a vigilante/concerned mother doing what it takes to improve/clean up society.

It sort of makes the 'Inko hugs Izuku crying and saying I'm sorry a lot' scene in a different light.

She finds and eliminates those of influence who would use their power to negatively affect society in a way that won't make them seen as a martyr for their cause. A blatant assassination would only put a media spotlight on them for weeks and telling people about their personal stances and the like, while a 'natural death' would only give them a media footnote before they go to the next topic.)

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Midoriya Inko was watching the latest hero news with her little boy Izuku. All she could think of is the need to clean up her next mark, a politician pushing for a 'Quirkless Protection Act' which is nothing more than mass deportation and segregation into city sized concentration camps just waiting for a big villain attack to happen and wipe out as many quirkless people in the process.

"Mom?" Izuku's voice broke her from her thoughts.

"Yes sweetie?" Inko kept reminding herself that it's all necessary, all for her little hero to live a safe and normal life.

"Can I still be a hero even without a quirk?" In an instant, her guilt, fears, and anxiety struck her. She grabbed her son into a tight hug, struggling to stop the tears from flowing.

"I'm sorry," for not doing everything I can to stop the bullying.

"I'm sorry," for not being there for you all the time.

"I'm sorry," for not cleaning away the voices of the vocal anti-quirkless.

"I'm sorry," for not being able to push you away from danger.

"I'm sorry," for having an assassin as your mother.

"I'm sorry," for keeping you ignorant to what I'm doing.

Each incomplete apology came out as her tears fell either way.

She still fears that day, when they stand on the opposite sides, her little hero looking at her in rage, in horror, in determination. The fear only grew when his quirk finally appeared and he entered the hero course. She doesn't want her son's image of her to be tarnished with blood.

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Kurogiri was impressed at how All for One managed to convince the restaurant to make him do their job for his boss and his wife. Granted, he played the eccentric rich man with a butler and money to pay them for the trouble rather well. Still, Kurogiri didn't expect Wear-N-Tear to be said wife.

Questions popped in his head as he played his part. Does he know? Does she know? To either of them know the other's relationship to himself? Does their kid know anything about her work?

A glance at the underground's number one assassin and he noticed how non threatening she is. Her posture, her poise, her body language all scream defenseless mother and wife. But when she looks at him, her eyes harden for a moment. She's probably wondering what he's doing here as the waiter.

Conversations during dinner was rather mundane, catching up to each other's lives. All for One looking like a lovestruck idiot as he played the role of a bumbling husband and father too well. At least the lies about dealing with foreign media companies would held up in a court of law.

Wear-N-Tear, on the other hand, spoke about taking care of their son, of cleaning filthy marks, of pruning diseased branches, of helping out the neighborhood. Of course, Kurogiri knows the double meaning behind her words. As a long time associate and accomplice, Kurogiri knows that she did both housework and elimination of problematic people, with him screening out her missions that doesn't follow her goals.

But she is a mother. He heard rumors of what happened to some people who were once a part of the Eight Principles after what happened. None who said to have met her lived to tell the tale.

She wasn't foolish to try and remove the whole organization, no, she was precise. Managers of their businesses, legal and otherwise, died of natural causes, competitors suddenly gaining information, even a hero agency was given an anonymous tip that resulted in a warehouse raid.

Wear-N-Tear is not a woman to mess with.

"I'm curious about the waiter," she said in her sweet arsenic laced tone, "Is he new? I don't believe he's wearing the right uniform compared to the other waiters."

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(Thinking about the reason why villain!Inko left medical school for law after two years would be the whole mess and tangle the medical industry has due to quirks.

I bet a number of nurses and doctors are silently wishing to live in a quirkless world, at least it would make it easier on them when everyone follows the same body plan

Mutation quirks are the worst of the lot

Gang Orca might need a vet or animal biology expert

The Bakugous might need extensive body check up to see if their quirks doesn't mess with other parts of their body

Not to mention the insurance and premiums. That's a whole can of worms.

A US style medical insurance is inherently biased against mutation quirks in general, worse the farther from human shape it is.)

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Basically AFO is a dark spirit, sort of like Koh the Face Stealer but with bending and abilities, who's also Izuku's dad. Inko is the lost daughter of the late Fire Lord Nana Shimura who didn't know of her ancestry due to getting amnesia when escaping the chaos in the home islands to the future colonies. Nana's son and the deposed fire lord was killed by Todoroki Enji in an Agni Kai match for the throne and his impressive fire bending convinced even the fire spirits of the Phoenix Mandate of his and his dynasty's right to rule. AFO picked up Shigaraki and raise him to retake his throne with the dark spirit's backing.

AFO pulled the strings in hopes of making Enji a puppet ruler but he has his own ambitions. He married the Northern Water Tribe princess Rei, who was saved by the Moon Spirit Yue when she was an infant, and had four kids. AFO thought granting his wish for a dual bender son, and dark spirits represent transgression among other concepts, made Shouto a reality. Only it made Enji believe that he was divinely chosen by all the spirits to rule the world. Later on, Rei, Natsuo, and Fuyumi fled back to the Northern Water Tribe while Touya turn rogue and become Dabi the bandit in the Earth Kingdom fighting the Fire Nation invasion. Dabi's basically Jet.

Avatar Toshinori tried to stop the mad fire lord, only to vanish in the battle, due to AFO and dark spirits and other shenanigans. From this, everyone thought the avatar died and fueled Enji's mad ambitions.

Light and Dark spirits represent different aspects of the world that are necessary for the balance and safety of the world, usually shortened as Stasis and Change or Law and Chaos.

Toshinori's an Earth bender first.

Iida family are the line of Earth Kings. Earth King Tensei was nearly killed by an assassin, sent by Fire Lord Enji, but luckily survive if paralyzed. Due to the inability to perform the rituals to please the Terrestrial Mandate, Tenya becomes the next Earth King. Ironically, Stain is a rogue White Lotus spirit shaman with chi blocking skills who believes in killing benders who abuse their powers which he believes are blessings of the spirits. Like 'Bending was given by the spirits whose ancestors proven themselves worthy. These fakes have grown wicked on the blessings their ancestors has been bestowed. I shall cull the weeds from the worthy.'. Stain would support and protect the Earth Kingdom monarchy because they maintain the support of the earth spirits even as non benders.

Tsuyu's a water bender. Aizawa's a water bender with chi blocking while Present Mic is an air bender at the Southern Water Tribe. Shinsou's a southern water bender who was taken by the fire nation and end up on Shouto's ship. Koda's another spirit shaman. Kirishima's an earth bender. Recovery Girl is a water bender healer and the Iroh figure of Shouto's crew. Tsukoyami is a spirit shaman with a spirit sort of possessing him. Momo would be in the crew and be sort of like Mai. Inko's a weak earth or air bender.

Bakugou is a loud mouth fire bender son of fire nation colonists who was friends with Izuku before being chosen by Fire Prince Shouto to be part of his crew.

Shouto was tasked to find the next avatar, partly to get away from Enji and his training and being showed off like a trophy. He manage to form a rather ragtag crew from many backgrounds, under the lie of learning how to rule his diverse future subjects.

Izuku, being part dark spirit, comes off rather creepy to other people and spirits even though he's nice. Simply because everything about him transgress the laws of nature in a way. He can see and talk to spirits, casually enter and leave the spirit world, grabbing an ethereal spirit like they're physical beings, phasing through solid objects like astral projection but with their body, despite being a spirit, technically, he can lie. Prolong exposure causes benders to bend differently but it's not permanent. Bakugou thought Izuku being creepy was due to him being a non bender.

Rumors spread and everyone thought Izuku's the new avatar or a powerful spirit shaman, resulting in Shouto's crew coming in and having to take Izuku away, which Bakugou was split on and Shouto tried to be as nice as possible.

In time, the crew would find Small Might. Admiral Zhou, thinking Izuku's the avatar, tried to take him from Prince Shouto's ship. Which led to Toshinori and Izuku to escape. Toshinori survive the battle with AFO but it weakened him and needed to recuperate. Only Izuku could see the power of the avatar and thus know who Toshinori really is as they soon end up at the air bender Gran Torino's place to figure out what's going on.

Later on, Izuku gets kidnapped by Stain, who sees Izuku as one of the chosen people by the spirits and thus acted civil to him. Stain helped point the way to where Izuku wants to go. Shouto and his crew are chasing Izuku, thinking he's the avatar. Toshinori's chasing after him but always a week behind, since it's his fault Izuku got into this mess. Izuku wanders around trying to help people, not realizing that he's a wanted kid.

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Fire, Air, Water, Earth.
Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then everything changed when Fire Lord Enji ascened to the throne.
Only the Avatar, master of all four elements can stop him. But when he faced off against the mad fire lord, he vanished.
Decades passed, and I took care of my son, a non bender named Izuku. Although he can't bend the elements, strange things happened around him. But I believe my son will help change the world.

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A spiritualist looking at Izuku.

Tao Tzu: T-the thing! Not a boy! Never a boy! Do not be fooled by that false face! It is like a spirit, a grand spirit, compressed into a false skin and leaking its wrongness at the seams! You may not see it but its face is a mask, a false face! Spawn of Koh the Face Stealer! It has to be!

(normal people feel something wrong about Izuku. Master spiritualists feel something UNNATURAL about Izuku)

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(I think dual bender would work in the 'there's strange things happening behind the scenes' sort of way.
AfO using his spirit powers to make it work in hope that Enji would be happy with Shouto, only to backfire and think that it means he has the right to conquer the world or something.
Mostly cause AfO wanted a puppet leader, not a mad 'I'll be the new avatar!' leader.)

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(By Shouto, Stain, and other people kidnapping Izuku.)

Izuku: Why is it that my kidnappers give me the life of luxury I rarely ever get, every single time?

(At Enji's dungeon)

Izuku: I knew my luck would have ran out sooner or later.
Then, in the show execution of the 'Avatar', Toshinori appears and a bunch of Noumus attack the capital at the same time. Then everyone tries to get Izuku to safety while fighting everyone else.

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due to Izuku's sense of wrongness, the ship ends up at the North Pole some time before the attack anyway.

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Shouto and gang meets with the Resistance.
Shouto: I should have known it was you, brother.
Toga: Brother? Dabi, you're brothers with the prince of the fire nation?
Dabi: You should join us Shouto. Leave that mad man behind, like mom and our siblings did. We can fight back against him.
Shouto: If I leave, there would be no one to resist him in the Fire Nation. You have to understand Touya. As long as I'm there, he won't try to burn the world in anger.
Dabi, looking at Shouto in both sorrow and pity: Then you're both strong and foolish, baby brother.
The two then 'fight' to fool any spies that might be watching.
Later
Toga: By the Spirits! I'm best friends with a fire prince! It's like a wonderful forbidden romance in the making!
Dabi: Toga, please shut up.

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The crew and Izuku ends up on Ember island and became the performers of the play about themselves.

[Izuku is either shoto ir baku
Baku plays toshi
Hitoshi plays baku
Toshi plays enji
Momo plays herself]

Izuku's exploits got warped into a Cabbage Monk who goes out to help people, like a tornado of cabbage leaves around the one playing Izuku as a sign of his powers.

"... and a surprisingly knowledgeable worshiper of cabbage."

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The Big Three are apprentices in the White Lotus with Mirio as a fight prone air bender under Nighteye's teaching.

Nighteye sees Izuku and to him he's a walking spot of darkness, a moving blind spot that changes the future around him

Izuku's spirit watching nearby: This is like, the fifth spiritualist who thinks I'm evil.

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The avatar au is making me wonder how the rationale of the air nomad genocide would work if toshi is an earth bender then the next avatar would have been a fire bender
Maybe someone suggested that the fire avatar was killed as a baby to prevent enji from getting them, only to make the mad fire Lord do the genocide?

Now I'm imagining nana shimura being the previous fire Lord who peacefully gained suzerainity over the western earth kingdom provinces by dealing with pirates and protecting trade, only to die by afo and enji taking over the throne then the protected areas turned into conquered provinces

Imagine the Fire Nation being a mix of Thailand, Japan, and precolonial Indonesia-Malaysia-Philippines
It's the area where the spices are from
Pre-unification under a Fire Lord it's like a combo of the Warring States of Japan and the South East Asian Mandala model of politics
I can imagine some water benders settling like the Swampy Water Tribe but more Hawaiian/Polynesian in culture, then by the time the 100 year war happened, they're basically Ryukyu.

I seem to recall that the Southern Water Tribe was originally the Australia of the Water Tribe, where banished members of the tribe goes. So there's two routes to the south pole, a land route through the Earth Kingdom, where some stayed and became the Swampy Water Tribe, and a sea route through the Fire Nation, where they settled on the far islands and become a Hawaii-ish tropical water tribe
Cause it seems strange that the Water Tribes are either living in the poles or in a swamp exclusively.

I imagine how the Earth King's family maintain the throne for so long despite being really decentralized is that they're the spiritual leader of the Earth Kingdom ala the Mandate of Heaven, or the Terrestrial Mandate

The Fire Lord goes from dynasty to dynasty, to whoever has the stronger flame, so to speak.
The Earth King holds technical suzerainty over the provinces and as long as the tribute goes to Ba Sing Se, they're allowed to do whatever they want.
The Water Tribes appear more tribal council, especially with the Southern Water Tribe and the Swampy Water Tribe, while the Northern Water Tribe is more rigid and cold in the way they do things.
The Air Nomads would be more monastic focused with the elders being in charge but there's inner politics under the facade of spiritual harmony.
So, how I see it, Fire Nation is the SEA Mandala Model mixed with some HRE elective monarchy, Earth Kingdom is feudal China and its tributaries, Water Tribes are mostly tribal elders with the North being more Victorian Britain, and the Air Nomads being theocratic Tibet

The Earth Kingdom is also rather decentralized. The Earth King only has actual power around Ba Sing Se. So the provinces are allowed to deal with their own problems unless the problem's big enough to need the Earth King.

I mean, Chin the conquerer took over a large chunk of the Earth Kingdom and the Earth King was doing nothing when it happened. If I recall.

I can imagine people whispering at how Fire Lord Nana was better compared to Fire Lord Enji, since she represented the more positive aspects of fire philosophy
Passionate, gregarious, warm, nurturing, creative...
Like the hearth fire compared to the inferno that is Enji

If we go with 'Fire Lord Shimura' instead of 'Avatar Shimura', I can imagine AfO finding and twisting the lost prince Tenko into hating both Toshinori and Enji.

I think Fire Lord Shimura works better since then she would be the fire bending teacher for Toshinori.

Then she dies and traumatize Toshinori

Instead of being the successor, Toshinori wants Izuku to be the one to find the next avatar if he died.

[Izuku is a valuable ally because he is one of the few who can pacify spirits]

Well, make them flee, but same diff.

Another thing is that I imagine Stain being a banished member of the White Lotus group of spiritualists.
He's called Stain cause he's a stain on the goodness of the organization
They find his 'kill the fakes' method to be too evil and all that.
He sees Izuku as one of the 'chosen of the spirits'

Then Enji looked for the fire avatar, only to find no one. Then someone suggested that the fire avatar died to escape his grip, unwittingly cause the air genocide.

Hmm, Izuku was born in the fire colonies. The Western Air Temple would be the closest to the Fire Nation and survivors would likely flee east into the Earth Kingdom...

Inko's a weak earth bender in the colonies. Hisashi's AfO who's actually a powerful dark spirit in a human suit trying to be the power in control of the Fire Nation, only for Enji to be stubborn and uncontrollable.
Izuku's a walking abomination in the eyes of the spirits and gives off a sense of wrongness around him.
How Inko and Hisashi worked to get Izuku is a mystery that breaks weaker minds.
Hmm, I'm feeling a Psyche and Eros kind of romance actually. The whole 'don't look at me in the darkness. that's my only request'

Well, Inko grown the human meat puppet for Izuku to live in. Hisashi does his spirit thing so they have a proper child and all that.

[I feel like afo sticked together in hus childhood
Like until abt 6 or so
Then he left to work and pverthrow the country]

More like 'went to work at the capital'
Especially since half of the souvenirs were probably from the fire lord's palace.

The moment Izuku gets taken by Shouto, she's probably trying to get hold of her husband and give the beaucracy a piece of her mind.

Inko's probably gonna be with Bakugou's family for a while since Katsuki works for Prince Shouto and thus gets messages and updates on Izuku and all that.

I imagine Enji puts Shouto on the 'Find me the Avatar!' mission
And Izuku seems to fit the bill

Well, I imagine it was when Toshinori vanished (escaped) after the battle against Fire Lord Enji. And so people thought he died. Especially since Enji put that on the propaganda on how great he is.
The whole 'The Avatar is dead by my hand!' and 'My son, the crown prince Shouto, can bend fire AND water!'

There's an internal search for the next avatar, which is fire, but they never find them, then someone suggested that maybe the baby was killed and thus the next avatar's air, and thus the genocide.
I imagine the guy who suggested that killed himself in the horror that he caused once the news hit.

and thus the world trip of the life time happens
Mostly cause Izuku's unnaturalness causes the Odyssey like shenanigans.

Well, Izuku does things that represent 'transgression' in a way. Like grabbing ethereal spirits like they're solid, make water near him burn, and other unnatural things. It gets worse when he gets mad.

Well, later on the White Lotus does think he's an abomination.

Dabi, aka Prince Touya, leads the resistance with Spinner, Twice, and Toga.

Hmm, the White Lotus, Stain, Shouto, maybe Dabi, the Dai Li under the command of Earth King Tenya maybe, who else gets to kidnap Izuku...
Overhaul's either a red lotus cell or a criminal leader

I did write a sort of scene where Dabi and Shouto's group meet up.
Dabi's the external revolutionary while Shouto's more internal reformer.

The wedding (between Rei and Enji) was arranged in hope of cementing a sort of peace/non-aggression treaty between the two
countries

Then the shenanigans happen and Rei fled with Fuyumi and Natsuo since they're water benders.

well, Shouto even more as Enji's 'living proof of his spiritual blessing'
Touya ran away years later and became Dabi and not many noticed in the capital.

[...Dabi loosing the Agni Kai?]

Makes perfect sense
Probably in a 'duel for the throne' sort of challenge.

Then using him as a reason why it's a bad idea to resist the fire lord
Touya then fled after Enji ordered the healers not to heal his wounds.
Hmm, except Recovery Girl healed him in secret.
would she be the ship doctor of Shouto?

Kouda and Tokoyami has to be forest monks or spiritualists of some kind.

Kirishima's an earth bender
Hmm, Dai Li soldier turned member of the crew?

This is slowly turning into a strange world trip and the gathering of the ragtag bunch of misfits in the fight against the Big Bad Evil Guy story.

Makes one wonder how they manage to enter Ba Sing Se in the first place

And the actual avatar Toshinori is still a week behind them.

So, all of Ba Sing Se's haunted with spirits?

Hmm, spirit exorcism while the current Earth King Tenya is madly looking for the man who had tried to assassinate his older brother Tensei, the previous Earth King. Tensei's alright but paralyzed and can't do his duties so he stepped down and the crown moved to his brother.
It's not Stain since he's more of a murderous radical spiritualist.

Maybe, it's possible Enji ordered an assassination attempt.

So the crown prince Shouto suddenly appearing makes it really suspicious.

Still a week behind
Maybe stuck with a the guy from Papers Please at the gate

And maybe put the heat away from the falsely accused Izuku

[I did some calculating and this is purely by accident but by making Toshinori/All Might's natural element Earth that makes the first OFA user a Fire Bender by birth complete coincidence right there lmao and now I must depart for other things]

Izuku ends up fighting Enji, uses his eldritch spirit powers to give him what he wanted.
Izuku: You wanted to be the Avatar?
Makes a mad grin that's too wide for his face
Izuku: Sure thing!
Cue light-dark energy lasso thing that goes through Enji
Then the lasso fades. Enji tries to use his OP fire bending on Izuku, only to find himself bending air, water, and earth as wet mud.
Izuku: There you go, you can now bend three of the four elements, though, you can't bend fire anymore.
Cue angry fire spirits for a non-fire bender on the throne and the resulting imprisonment of the mad fire lord

I imagine Enji going with the whole 'fire all over my body and flame proof clothes to show off how powerful of a fire bender I am' sort of look

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Kurogiri works for AFO, then befriended and became a sort of partner to the assassin Inko, then, when going to restock his bar, he became a sort of support to a quirkless vigilante, then, months into this triple shift of friends, he realized that his boss, his wife, and his son are doing illegal things on their own, didn't realized what the others were doing, and the only connection they have is himself which means he'll be answering questions when they finally noticed.

Why do I imagine the day shall come when Inko and Izuku burst into the bar from separate entry points with AFO talking and the rest of the League in the room? I feel it should be post Stain so Dabi gets to be a part of the madness It took place during the 'Bakugou gets kidnapped' arc and he's bound, gagged, and made to watch this mess.

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Triple Shift AU

Looking back, Kurogiri wondered if there was a quirk that made his life hell.

He was hired and given a quirk by his boss All For One and it was simple enough. He did his part and AFO made sure he got the bar he always wanted.

Then, as he worked up the ranks as an assistant of said bar, he met the soon to be infamous underground assassin Wear-N-Tear during her college years and her first kill which he helped hide the body. They became good friends and partners in crime.

Then, years later, as he went to restock on the bar's supplies, he was saved by a young vigilante by the name of Puppet and ended up as a sort of support for the young teen with a death wish.

He soon found himself juggling between the three as they managed to not meet up with each other by their schedules.

It was only later on, after listening to WNT and Puppet's chatting on their woes that he realized the size of the hole he found himself into. AFO, his boss, Wear-N-Tear, his wife, and Puppet, their son, didn't know what the others were doing and they all have him as a kind of friend and support. He hoped that it'll end with no one the wiser, for he found himself in the middle of the holy trinity of family drama.

Then the plan to kidnap Bakugou Katsuki by Tomura happened.

Bound and gagged, the kid was a handful as AFO talked to the League. What happened next only proved to Kurogiri that there was such a thing a fate for only fate would had lead to such a chaotic situation.

Wear-N-Tear and Puppet burst into the bar from separate entry points, the room fell into chaos as the father, mother, and son all shouted at each other in anger and betrayal.

When the League's members got knocked out, except for Toga and Dabi, who wisely sat at the back with some popcorn to watch the family drama, the trio started to argue.

Then All Might, Eraserhead, and Shouto in a rather tacky disguise entered the room from three separate entry points, well, two entry points and a hole at the wall.

Dabi found it all hilarious as decided to give his brother some of the popcorn. Wear-N-Tear's rivalry with Eraserhead, who looked like he wanted to be somewhere else than here, was legendary in the underground. The same went with AFO and All Might, and the line from Puppet suggested some history between the no 1 hero and the young vigilante. And Bakugou looked at it all with a look of exasperated shock at the Midoriya family.

Then Wear-N-Tear called him by the nickname she gave him.

Kurogiri wondered if he's in his own private hell at that point.

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Inko looks at the heroes looking at them.
Inko, at Kurogiri: Let's head to a more private setting, right, Kurogiri onigiri?
Izuku: Mom! You have a pet name to a villain!
AFO: You're close to my wife and never told me?

All Might, Eraserhead, Shouto, Bakugou, Dabi, and Toga just watched from a safe distance.

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Another idea of mine is a mad precog who sees a 100% accurate future vision that only breaks down around Izuku and goes paranoid at the uncertainty.

Izuku has a quirk and it pulls at fate and destiny so he gets what he wants in the long run.

To the precog, Izuku looks like someone surrounded by the strings of fate he warped. She thinks that by killing him, fate will fix itself.

Her name was Norn when she was a hero.

She thinks Deku is a fitting name, thinking he knows what he's doing to fate and thus picked a twisted name of a stringless puppet.

On the mad precog's vision of the future, Izuku should had killed himself on that day on the roof when All Might revealed his situation but didn't. To her, it would had led to Bakugou dropping out due to guilt and a quirkless support movement under his name forming lead by Inko but didn't.

That and AFO winning the battle and taking over but she's extremely fatalistic ever since she got her quirk.

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Basically, the plot of the movie is that a happy couple turns out to be assassins/spies on two different sides who recently found out about what the other really does for a living after marrying each other and having kids. The two get attacked by their former sides who thought they betrayed them for the other team, as the two survive, they slowly rekindle the love they had for each other, after trying to beat each other but yeah.

The au is this, Inko is an underground assassin, Hisashi is AFO but more around in the family, probably without the scarring, and Izuku is basically his canon self.

Inko did a job to assassinate someone, who turns out to be someone working for AFO, and the two found out about each other's real jobs.

They both don't know that Izuku's the ninth OFA holder and try to act like a happy family when he's at home.

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Into the Dekuverse idea. It replaces the events of I Island movie with a trip and accidental quantum tunnel experiment gone wrong on the island instead, pulling Dekus of other realities into the AU reality. Maybe a Dad for One idea as well.

One of the Dekus is the fantasy AU, with other genres as well.

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One character is a creepy but helpful Doctor Octavia who is Shoji maternal aunt from America working in the project.

Creepy in the fact that she would eat popcorn to watch the cellular death in real time unless reminded of the fact that there's a problem to solve. Her quirk is having extra arms but without the shape shifting part.

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The disaster itself was an attempt to prove that a star gate or FTL drive is possible, by tearing a hole through reality. When the experiment was going on, the villains attack, izuku gets partly pulled into the tear then pulled out, the machine exploded, and the Dekus arrived in the reality.

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The version I write in the cwac discord, all dekus were also from a dfo reality

Fantasy deku and his demon king father

Sci fi rebel pilot deku and his emperor of the terrain empire father

Mundane modern day deku and his politician with suspicious connections father

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I'm finding myself thinking of the Into the Dekuverse idea and picking which genres to go for.

Baseline ish Izuku

Sci-fi ace pilot Izuku

Fantasy paladin Izuku

Slice of Life modern day Izuku

Villain Izuku

Vigilante Deadpool ish Izuku

Horror paranormal investigator Izuku

Problem is that my current two stories and school work is already taking up my time.

Still imagine the banter between them...

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A snippet of the Into the Dekuverse idea.

The many Izukus were lead to take a seat while everyone is figuring out how to bring them back to their proper dimensions after repairing the damaged wormhole generator.

Doctor Olivia Octavius, Shoji's maternal aunt from America and chief researcher of the project, took it upon herself in connecting to the alternate reality versions of Izuku and learn more about their realities.

Modern Day Deku: Well, I'm from the year 2020, Japan. Out of everyone else here, I'm just a normal kid, well, everyone else in my reality is normal too.

...

There's Eri. A nice girl I babysit from time to time. Her dad disappeared, her mom basically ran off, her grandpa went into a coma, and her caretaker's a bit of a crazy germaphobe. Mirio started to help me out in babysitting her.

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Kacchan's Kacchan. Can be quite blunt, to say the least, and yet he's planning of joining the military after high school.

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My dad's a politician. He does some shady business but it's typical for politicians. Though he nearly died in a car accident with supreme judge Yagi when they were discussing politics in dad's limo. It was placed as attempted murder but the police weren't able to find out who did it.

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Uncle Buri is still in the hospital. He got a degenerative disease and dad is spending a lot to find a permanent cure. But he's a successful artist and mangaka despite that.

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Kouta moved in the neighborhood after the attack at her aunt's ranger station. It's sad she had to retire from her job though. But at least Eri got someone her age to play with.

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Iida nearly tried to attack the infamous paparazzi, the Image Killer Stain, after he did a smear campaign that ruined his brother's career in politics.

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Shouto got to talk to his mom and his brother. Touya left after a fire incident caused by his dad, then his mom snapped. I hear they getting better but it's hard to fight against a supreme judge like Todoroki in public.

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I got an adopted big brother, Tenko. The funny part was that he's related to Yagi's mentor. We only realized that went he freaked out when he learned of his original family name.

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I guess that's it. Out of everyone else's lives, mine's just relaxed and normal. No big conspiracy, powers, and all that.

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Random Deku: Hands up if you want normal Deku's life?

All but Slice of Life Modern Day Deku raised their hand.

Sci-Fi Deku: At least you don't have to deal with being a child soldier pilot in the rebellion against the Terran Empire...

Horror Deku: No demons, ghosts, capricious fae, secret cults, hidden monsters in human suits...

Fantasy Deku: No demon king trying to take over the world and have to wield the blade destined to defeat him...

Villain Deku: No discrimination, no bully Kacchan, he sounds damn friendly in your reality...

Vigilante Deku: All sun shines and smiles and no dying and coming back from the dead in complete pain and torture...

'Baseline' Deku: You still have a biological mom and a dad...

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I don't know why but I imagine Slice of Life Eri being basically a white haired version of the Yotsuba&! manga.

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Jirou and Kaminari are in a band called 'Jamming Way!'. Hagakure's a popular pretty girl. Shoji's the resident ninja nerd competing against Tokoyami the resident occult nerd. Kouda works part time in an animal shelter. Tsuyu acts like an older sister to Mineta's antics. The MLA are just social activists doing protests and demonstrations. Etc, etc...

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No, it's Slice of Life genre, Tenko would be a Youtube and Twitcch video game let's player, game reviewer, mod developer, and aspiring video game designer. He makes videos of let's plays, video game reviews, and explaining tropes to an internet audience.

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Hmm, additional Into the Dekuverse Deku ideas

Post-Apocalyptic Deku

Cyberpunk Deku

Pastoral Fantasy Deku (aka Harvest Moon, Stardew Valley, Kino’s Journey, and the like)

DnD style Deku

Zombie Apocalypse Survivor Deku

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Izuku looked at his villainous counterpart while the rest of his other selves pass the time showing off what they brought with them from their realities.

Evil Deku, as he mentally called him, was smirking as he watched everyone. His mouth twitching at times which Izuku knew was his habit of mumbling out when analyzing, which meant Evil Deku was analyzing everyone and everything. Hopefully to pass the time but it's pretty likely he's planning something.

Said villain self was leaning on his seat, legs on the table, arms behind his head. He was wearing formal wear though with a vest instead of a blazer. Hair still wild and untamed but he has bags under his eyes. He wore black gloves-

Evil Deku turned to look at him. His acid green eyes looking at him in a look of predatory playfulness.

Izuku was pretty sure this Deku knew what he was thinking. And since he's in a room full of only himself, he's allowed to relax a bit.

"Why the fuck do I look hot as a villain?"

Evil Deku's snorted.

"Simple. I got a bad boy attractiveness quirk, unlike your cute innocence attractiveness quirk." a pause. "And I mean that in the older non superpower definition."

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Into the Dekuverse idea - Musical Deku, either his quirk or from a reality that does spontaneous musical numbers

(Music begins to play from out of nowhere)

Deku: W-where is the music coming from?

Musical!Deku: I don't want to sound narcissistic,

Though I prefer to be optimistic,

Space!Deku: How did he changed into a tux after walking pass a banner?

Musical!Deku: We will have fun in every side,

With everyone and me, myself, and I!

(Musicall!Deku and other Dekus found themselves in suits doing a choreographed tap dance number.)

Villain!Deku, dancing: Is this a fucking mind control quirk!?

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Musical!Deku idea

(Music from Hey Ferb plays from Phineas and Ferb.)

Music Deku: Shinsou! Shinsou!
I know what we're gonna do today! 

Shinsou: The hell? H-how did you put on a suit that quickly?

Music Deku: Shinsou! Shinsou! 
I know what we're gonna do today! 
Shinsou! I know what we're gonna do too-daaay! 

Shinsou: W-where's the music coming from!?

(Cue song change to Popular from Wicked.)

Shinsou: Who's playing the piano!?

(Music Deku grabs Shinsou's hands.)

Music Deku: Shinsou, I've decided to make you my newest project.

Shinsou: What.

Music Deku: I'm going to make yoooo-
A hero! 
I'm gonna make you a hero! 

Shinsou: Ok, I get it. I'm being filmed in a gag show. Stop with the singing and dancing already!

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... I just imagined what sort of cracky chaos Music Deku would have if his lines goes through several layers of Google Translate instead of something sensible.

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I'm reminded of the Into the Dekuverse idea. Either the one with multiple crossovers or my take on the idea with different genre version Izukus.

Problem is that the idea of mine calls for more of an AU Izuku instead of canon Izuku. Sort of like a "I-Island happen a bit differently and Inko does years before the story" different.

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'Izuku is a Planeswalker' idea mixed with a bit of The Strange TTRPG.

I'm pretty sure Izuku's a Jeskai aka Blue/White/Red for his colors.

Blue since he's intellectual and a really good analyst. White for his strong morals. Red for his tendency to blindly act and do with disregard to the rules if it means helping someone. Not Black nor Green since those are the colors of selfishness, which is isn't, and accepting one's place in life, which he doesn't even do and would prefer to punch fate and destiny in the gut.

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The ExtraCredits video on the colors of Magic the Gathering is reminding me of that magic AU idea that uses elements of the Strange, Invisible Sun, Magic the Gathering, and Doctor Strange.

Izuku becomes a sort-of planeswalker by a magical book waiting for the new Keeper of the Prism, a collection of pocket dimensions and magical suns all arranged to create more pocket realities to protect the Earth from outside forces.

Personally, I see Izuku as a Jeskai, a Blue-Red-White character. He's not Green nor Black since he doesn't accept his place in society and the world, and he isn't malicious and selfish at all.

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The white part is on the general help everyone he can as a legal hero part.

He just leans more on the red but he does things because he thinks it's right and just as well as his emotional state of wanting to help others.

Also the reason why I put red before white, since it's a hierarchy of importance/nature.

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I end up developing the setting to be based on the Crucible of Worlds card but more complex, like an orrey of inner planes each with their own color combo, and outer planes each with a narrative/genre.

Izuku would be trained by the six Titans, beings of pure color plus one colorless.

Said Crucible was made in ancient times by a tribal Anatolian named Nyar before moving to Egypt and becoming the legendary Imhotep. Nyar-Imhotep.

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(Not sure if I got the science right but it makes for a good mental image.)

She stood far enough away on a ship off from shore.

She knew there was no going back from this.

But for her son, she will damn herself just to save him.

And so she raised her hands for her special move.

Her forbidden move.

She closed her eyes.

And she visualized.

Mathematical equations.

3D models.

Vibrations.

The location of her attack relative to her targets.

Blood began to drip from her nose.

She ignored it.

Visualized the targets.

Water in the air.

Protons, electrons, and neutrons.

And when she was ready, she pulled.

Protons and electrons forcibly ripped from their atoms and collided with each other.

Handfuls of water in a single spot in the air spontaneously turned into a small neutron bomb explosion.

The shock wave hit first as she let go.

She fell back as the downtown of the city fell into ruin and chaos.

A soft hand held her up while another wiped away the blood.

"Amazing," the man said. "Such power. And to think, you decided to be a housewife all these years."

Her husband said with a smile on his scar covered face.

She stayed silent as she fought to stay awake from her headache.

Midoriya Inko would do anything to protect her son, even if she have to damn herself in the process.

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I got the idea of Inko managing to reform pre-scars AFO into her partner in crime in a setting where she's a mob boss and assassin.

Then, when I imagined their relationship, I somehow ended up imaging not-scarred AFO and Inko going Gomez and Morticia Addams.

AFO, kissing Inko's hand up to her shoulder: Ah, my beautiful sweet seductress, my Yin to my Yang, my light to my shadow, my love from the world above.

Inko, caressing AFO's chin: Oh, my bedeviling Hades, your Persephone has returned for the coming winter.

The couple look like they would begin to dance the tango and going close for a kiss.

Tenko: Dad, seriously, this is a bar for fuck's sake!

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Been listening to so much Sweeny Todd now I got the idea of Inko and Hisashi/AFO's relationship being sort of similar to Lovett and Todd.

Inko: It's pro.

AFO: Wasn't he slow?

Inko: He went with the flow.

AFO: He wasn't that much of a foe.

Inko: How about a flame?

AFO: Seems rather lame.

Inko: Maybe a seal?

AFO: Not much of a meal.

Inko: Sleeping gas?

AFO: Don't want that to pass.

Inko: How about a flash?

AFO: If I have the cash.

Inko: Inventor?

AFO: Anything better?

Inko: Shapeshifter?

AFO: Anything stiffer?

Inko: Some jeans?

AFO: Does it go with greens?

Inko: A washing machine?

AFO: ...

(Inko laughs.)

AFO: The history of the world, my love.

Inko: Yes my dear husband, what does it say?

AFO: Is who oppresses and who gets oppressed.

Inko: And who gets to choose? Who gets to choose which one we'll stay?

(Izuku opens his bedroom door to see his parents at the kitchen passing the cooking time with a hero register book.)

Izuku: Mom, dad, some of us has class tomorrow so please stop singing in English!

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I do have an idea/headcanon for UA's backstory for the fanfics I'm writing.

U.A. (full name: Ultima Academia), started before quirks appeared as a certified international school with three main courses, General Education, Business and Management, and STEM, usually shortened as Science and Technology.

When Japan imported the Hero System from Rhode Island, U.A.'s principal at the time decided to add a fourth course, the Heroics course, usually with first aid, martial arts, and rescue training before its hero alumni became teachers and thus opening new subjects.

The addition of the Heroics course shifted the focus of the Business & Management, and the Science & Technology courses towards heroics, becoming the Hero Management and Hero Support courses.

The shifts resulted in a form of envy in the Gen. Ed. course at the focus on the Heroics course, especially when the Heroics course typically have roughly 120 students in total compared to the roughly 300 Gen. Ed. students, with Management and Support having roughly 80 students each. Said disproportion only grew when U.A. accepted more students for the other courses while keeping the amount of hero students roughly the same.

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Here's something on my mind. A children's rhyme. How you'll interpret it is up to you.

De-ku-

De-ku-

The fateless child

De-ku-

De-ku-

The stringless doll

De-ku-

De-ku-

The puppeteer

De-ku-

De-ku-

Is after you

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I'm now reminded of my Where in the is the Midorikage? Snippet. Basically, Inko is Carmen, Bakugou's parents are her get away team with Masaru the crazy driver called Slip and Mitsuki her muscle called Slide, and Mei's mom as their tech mission control person called Friend.

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The snippet I wrote took place post-UA Dorm where Izuku moved out and Inko got stir crazy and wants to rob something again.

It's a comedy idea where Inko tries to keep her revived criminal life a secret from her son as he visits.

I also thought of a DFO twist in a Mr. and Mrs. Smith way where all three members of the Midoriya family don't know what the other was really doing so Inko's a thief, Hisashi is AFO, and Izuku is oblivious from both of those but has near moments of possibility finding things out.

Another idea is that Izuku does inherited Inko's true quirk/skill set which is Impossible Thief which Inko tries to keep a secret from him but when he learns of that, he hates the fact that he got the skills of an unconventional expert thief and tries to use it for good.

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Crazier idea, Inko is a retired world renowned thief and no one realized that Izuku got her quirk cause he wants to be a hero than a thief.

Hmm, he finally uses the quirk by accident when he decided to steal Eri away from Overhaul with no one noticing.

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A week after her son moved to the dorms, Inko started to become restless. She could only do the same thing over and over again before the itch returned. The thrill of the hunt, long suppressed, returned to her. Until she stood up and left her tea behind. She then entered her bedroom, opened a hidden panel in the cabinet, pulled out her green communicator called an old number.

"Hello?" the voice said.

"Hi there Slide, get Slip, the itch is getting to me."

"Wow... it's been a long time huh. Got something you want to get as a warm up?" the person asked before she shouted at her husband to come to her.

"I do. The three Imperial Regalia sounds simple enough."

Slide snorted.

"You never went half way Inko. People will wonder about the weight gain though."

"Mitsuki, please, I'm the impossible thief after all. Besides, it makes for a good alibi. Get Masaru and we'll meet up at the cafe like old times." and with that, she ended the call.

A day later, a familiar calling card arrived at the Japanese Imperial household and new stations around Japan. Midorikage has returned.

Detective Tsukauchi was among the many police and heroes that night of the first robbery at the imperial palace. His old case files reopened and soon, he will catch the elusive Midorikage after she disappeared for some sixteen years since her last heist.

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Completely outfield but here's an idea. A crossover ish idea with that fan idea Nope! The idea is basically a character who tries not to be a protagonist despite having protagonist syndrome. Apply that to Izuku.

Inko: Your father is working abroad to support us. Also, since you're a protagonist, they have a high tendency to have a single parent and we didn't want to take any chances.

I imagine this Izuku to be a bit more cynical about all the tropes and plots reality is trying to push him to be the protagonist of.

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He still wants to be a hero, he's just annoyed at reality making his life a shonen plot and sometimes feel like he's either cheating or causing the chaos indirectly to make him into a hero.

Izuku: Think about it Kacchan, are you going to let the universe make you into my rival and make you a side character of my story, or are you going to force the universe make you the main character of the narrative!?

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Izuku gets isekai'd, probably during the slime incident went wrong, like fell off the building or some such, then in the middle of falling, he disappear then reappear at the same age but different and uses his skills to deal with the slime villain.

To everyone, he looked mostly the same but in reality lived through a few years in another world before being sent back.

Now he just want to either rest or be a hero with his new skills.

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Ultimately depends on the events of the isekai side. The range of potential outcomes go from shell shock veteran to inspiring hero to heroic monster minion to reformed overload.

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Ah, the morally grey setting. Would make it much more interesting as well. Like the Empire is lead by an enlightened philosopher monarch who's setting up reforms and welfare but considers indentured servitude to be a normal aspect of society while the rebels are actually led by the nobles who stand to lose from the reforms and full of idealistic revolutionaries who want to throw away serfdom and any form of slavery.

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Well, I set up a really bare bones scenario with no mention on what was on the other side if it was a crossover or an original setting. I originally thought of a sort of MTG planeswalker Izuku idea for that scenario.

The original idea of the setting came from what I heard of the French monarchy before the revolution and a what if the revolution didn't happen. Apparently King Louis the (something) was actually progressive and wanted to set up welfare and reforms for the common people but was ultimately powerless from the power and influence of the nobility, ironic given that he was an absolute monarch. Mix that with Marcus Aurelius, the emperor of Rome and stoic philosopher who's the closest to a Platonic Philosopher-King.

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Only works if Izuku became king. Maybe with a side arc of the royal court wizard and advisers trying to bring back King Izuku while the country fell into civil war due to a coup by the nobility to bring back their oppressive way of life, who also brought Izuku back home in the first place.

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If I'll write it, it'll focus more on izuku back home shenanigans. And everyone dealing with a now self proclaim magical royalty. The infodump was more to show the idea on what happened at the other side.

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... turns out that Masaru Bakugou was also a former Isekai hero and considers his life back home to be retirement.

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A young green haired boy fell off the building by a shove from the slime villain.

As he fell, lines of light surrounded him before he vanished.

That child was me. My name is Izuku Midoriya. I came from a world of superpowers and superheroes. The world I found myself in was a fantasy land where I was summoned by a group of rebels against the empire. My tendency to analyze quirks became handy in analyzing magic and figuring out the best use for the many races of people in the rebellion. I would later discover that the leaders of the rebellion was simply power hungry nobles trying to stop a relatively progressive and enlightened emperor from enacting reforms for the good of the common people. I overthrew the nobles and made an alliance with the emperor, pushing for more reforms socially, economically, technologically, magically, and politically, reforming the empire into an imperial federation. Because of my hard work in the well being of all people, I was elected king by the people of my new home of Aurus with the blessing of the emperor. However, in my advances for a better world, I gained many enemies among the reactionary groups. A coup by the sons and daughters of those same nobles occurred in my own palace, but I dealt with them, and I was sent back.

Back to my old home.

Back to that long forgotten day.

I fell from a great height once more in my younger body.

But I am ready.

With sword and spell, I brought myself up to face the slime.

"How I yearned to undo such act of injustice." I said with a confident tone as I raised my sword. "Acqueus." and washed the slime away with a torrent of water. "Terrus Tarteri!" the slime was pulled into a stone prison of my own design to prevent an escape of such slippery individuals while they await their judgement.

I landed on the rooftop as I looked at my old friend with a soft smile.

"Hail and well met, old friend." I said with a proper formal salute, my right fist resting on my left rib. "It has been many decades since I last saw- hmm, strange, my voice is much higher than before." I looked at myself and while I wore my royal uniform, circlet and all, it seemed to have been refitted into my younger age.

"D-Deku!?" ah, I almost forgotten his voice. I fondly recalled using that name in my travels with the rebellion.

"My full title is His Royal Elected Majesty Izuku Midoriya of the State of Aurus, Reformer of the Imperial Federation of Remia, Master of Magic, and Hero of the People's Rebellion." I made a childish smirk, free of the constricting facade that befalls upon those of majesty. "But Deku for short."

It was then when I truly decided to be a hero in this world. By sword and spell, I am ready for more.

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It took Izuku a while to regain his bearings as the heroes warned him of illegal quirk use and sword ownership. He stood tall, right fist resting on left rib in formal salute.

"It is better to have done something to relieve the suffering of another than to do nothing but watch. Even if your abilities as members the people's champions did not fit the situation, creative thinking would have lessen the damage and danger. I simply suggest to place the sentient slime to a proper prison while the appropriate judge and seer place their judgement upon him. If there is nothing else to discuss, I shall take my leave."

Izuku then simply marched off to the direction of his apartment home. He stayed silent and stoic as tears began to fell at the memory of his mother. He wondered what to say as it was for him years since he last saw her. Perhaps this was the true gift given to him for dealing with the coup against him and the emperor. A life back home to his family.

"DEKU!" Izuku stopped and turned to see Katsuki looking at him with confusion and annoyance. "What the fuck was that!? What the fuck are you wearing!?"

"My sword of office, crown of authority, and my royal uniform. I simply suggested to the people's champions to think in a new angle instead of being stuck in their ways. I do hope that the people's legion are more competent in basic criminal apprehension or we might have a rise of banditry in our hands."

"Quit fucking with me and talk like a normal person Deku! Were you just acting that quirkless crap for years just to mess with me!? Is that it!?"

Izuku struggled to recall what his life was before his arrival to Aurus, only for Bakugou to explode.

"SO THAT'S IT!? FUCK YOU!" he then stormed off. Izuku just stared at the sight and sighed.

"By sword and spell, was he always like that?"

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Aizawa looked at the blackboard. Three people, Izuku won the spot as class president while Iida and Yaoyorozu tied. He turned to the three.

"You pick among yourselves. Give me a decision after lunch." he said before he went off.

"The choice is simple. I shall have you both as my ministers."

"Uh, ministers, Midoriya?" Yaoyorozu asked with confusion.

"Of course, it is called the triangle of command after all. Iida shall be my left hand, organizing relations with the other neophyte groups, while Yaoyorozu shall be my right hand, maintaining group cohesion and morale among the junior legionnaires. I am certain that magister Aizawa, in his skill and wisdom, will find such an organization adequate for his purposes."

"Uh, legionnaires?" Mina muttered in confusion.

"Do not worry, I shall write down the objectives each minister must focus on in order to do their proper roles."

Izuku then pulled out two papers and raised his hand upon them. "Memorius Logam."

Everyone watched words forming on the papers while Izuku's hand glowed. When it was done, Izuku gave a paper to Iida and Yaoyorozu.

The two read their orders with bewilderment.

"Uh, Midoriya, some of the things listed here are privacy invading and creepy. Develop a psychological profile of each member of the legion and correct potential behavioral problems? Uh, isn't that the school's job?"

Izuku gave a frightening glare at her.

"Are you questioning my authority as the elected lord of the class, Madam Yaoyorozu?"

She gulped but steeled herself.

"Y-yes, I am questioning your uh, wisdom on these objectives."

The glare instantly dissipated and Izuku grinned.

"Good. Always question, always criticize. To know how well governed a state is, watch the poor and underprivileged, to know how oppressive a state is, watch the critics and satirists. Now, let us all convene in the eatery to alter and improve the ministerial objectives before going to magister Aizawa for his opinion and blessing in our arrangement. It is time to take our leave."

Izuku saluted at Iida and Yaoyorozu before going out for lunch. Everyone in class, except for Bakugou, watched and wondered what all that was about.

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Been thinking of a MHA/Your Name crossover scene where Fuyumi gets mind switch with a guy and Shouto notices things. Rei Todoroki nee Miyamizu is a direct female descendant to Mitsuha and Taki and the mind switching is something the women of the family gets. All I can think of is Conspiracy Todoroki going over drive at him trying to figure out his sister who acts normal and not from time to time.

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The idea was someone living in a more sci-fi like setting somewhere else, cause time travel and that the guy's family moved to said sci-fi like location.

But it's more focused on izuku and shouto figuring the situation of fuyumi and her shifting personality.

Not sure if Endeavour would notice the switching or not...

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The main thing is that Rei would also be a Miyamizu and thus also get the mental time travel but I'm not sure if Endeavor would notice or saw that happening. Maybe it happened and was the reason why she was sent to a mental hospital perhaps.

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I could imagine the other person being more confident compared to Rei while Rei went to think her life in Japan was a nightmare she has to wake up from or something.

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The more I think of it, the more I can imagine the diagnosis for Rei in this idea would be a combo of Disassociative Personality Disorder, and Depersonalization and Derealization problems. If the mind switching continues in the mental institution, it would be listed as those, with the 'split personality' being a more root cause while they help bring her back to her senses.

They would be paid to stay quiet about the issue by Endeavour and the Hero Commission though.

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Suddenly got this mental image of a Pokemon/MHA crossover.

Tokoyami got a shiny hawlucha head but is embarrassed to let people know it since he dyes his feathers.

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He wants a honchkrow head to fill his chuunibyou occult taste but he can't exactly change his head shape, so dye was the next best choice.

Then the total embarrassment when someone spills dye cleaner on him and the reveal that he has flying and fighting moves instead of the so called dark and ghost type moves. Dark Shadow would either be a corviknight or a honchkrow ghost/living shadow being.

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Well, metaphysics wise, Types Energy is essentially the Elemental Anima idea from the Game of Throhs supplement, with the added part where how the energy manifests being a Quirk.

Emitter quirks essentially shoot out the energy. Mutant quirks altered the form to be pokemon like. Transformation quirks are a bit in between the two.

An additional part is that the energy alters the mind, especially how strong the energy is. Some got powers or mentality based on a pokemon of the proper typing.

Inko, for example, got a bit of gardevoir, particularly on the protectiveness part.

Izuku is bullied a lot less here compared to canon since there's a lot of other equally good jobs and so it's not the sole metric to base people on. He also has a male ralts.

Everyone has a pokemon they got a close bond with, sort of like how Alola got a background person with a pokemon.

Bakugou is still got the ego, partly by the types energy, partly by actually being a good trainer. He trained his cyndaquil into a typhlosion after all.

Ideas for other characters

Toga, Normal/Dark, ditto powers with the desire and need to drink blood. Like a ditto with fangs like a zubat

Shouto, Fire/Ice

Midnight, Dark/Poison, salazzle powers and has a salazzle as her pokemon partner. They're both romance nuts, in a way.

Togata, Ghost type

Mina, Poison type

Shinsou, Psychic/Dark

Aizawa, Normal/Dark, has a dusclops

Present Mic, Normal/Flying, has a chatot

Iida, Steel/Flying

Ochako, Psychic/Flying

Tokoyami, Dark/Ghost from Dark Shadow a corviknight living shadow being, has a shiny hawlucha head and inherited Flying and Fighting moves but it's a personal shame of his. So he dyes his head black

OFA, special quirk that seems to work without typed energy in a person but does power up by absorbing and storing the typed energy

AFO, can transfer quirks but also push and pull on the typed energy to weaken and strengthen the quirks

Nedzu is still a mystery. Has elements of an albino ratatta, a pancham, and a poochyena. Was rescued from a villain Team lab

Too much typed energy can result in irreversible changes.

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MHA/Pokemon idea snippet, with some Pokemon Tabletop United to expand on the idea.

The world of Pokemon remained roughly the same after the Empowering Event. Three separate teams, each with their own ideal of forcing human evolution, attempted to do so with their strange grand rituals. Fortunately, all three were stopped before the rituals were completed, unfortunately, the rituals mixed and blended together before it exploded.

The closest explanation to what happened was humanity's collective mind, body, and soul got disrupted from the Event. Some people mutated pokemon qualities, others emitted typed energy, and there were even those who gained transformation like powers by the typed energy flowing through them. The early years were chaos as the excessive typed energy essentially unhinged people's sanity and personality. The unfortunate and sensitive ones went mad or thought more like pokemon than human. The typed energy also altered global terrain and climate to fit the energy diffusing the area.

The chaos resulted in the rise of a new class of trainer, Heroes. Becoming the third pillar of human society, next to Trainer and Ranger, Heroes helped in maintaining stability and rescuing those who, due to the influence of the typed energy within them, fell into villainy.

Many trainers beseech the Legendary pokemon to undo the damage but only the Lake Guardians publicly gave a reply. The damage was done and humanity will adjust to the change, unfortunately, it would take five hundred years for humanity as a whole to fully stabilize.

It's been some two hundred years since the Event. And the world continued to adjust to the new normal.

But as villains continued to rise up, Heroes are needed to bring them back to proper balance, if not bring justice to their crimes.

My name is Izuku Midoriya, and this is the story of my rise as the Untyped Hero.

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"I suggest finding a different job in the future instead of hero work." Dr. Tsubasa said with the subtlety of a freight train to the ten year old Izuku and his mother. He then pulled out the results of the energy test. "Your son is Untyped. No typed energy, not even normal type, is in his body. The good news is that he'll just need the proper parenting of a quirkless person." the doctor then pulled out a list of parenting books to Inko, who used her quirk to pull the paper at her. She looked at her son's shocked face.

"Is there no way for him to be a hero, doctor?" she asked with a frown.

"He could, in theory, get typed energy by training. Psychics and aura using martial artists are a thing after all but the time and dedication would make it harder for him to catch up in hero work, especially when he reaches high school."

Izuku felt his mother's hand held on tightly on his shoulder.

"I see. Well, maybe when he's ready for it then."

Izuku winced internally at the statement. He read up a bit on the typed energy research and how it manifested as quirks ever since he heard of them. One thing that was clear to read for him was how typed energy altered human thought, personality, and behavior.

His mom got psychic and fairy energy in her. He told himself that she couldn't help but be a bit aloof and manipulative when it comes to others, that her quirk, attract small objects, made her want to pull her little boy closer to her and not let go. But he knew he's not going to be small forever, that he'll escape his mother's smothering if well meaning and protective pull.

"Well, Izuku, we should get you ready for middle school." she said with a smile. The implication that he can't go on a pokemon journey until later only made the memory tinge with a small amount of bitterness. Without a pokemon journey, becoming a Trainer and a Ranger, much less a number of other occupations, becomes harder for him as well.

'It's not her fault.' Izuku told to himself as mother and son left the clinic.

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When no one was looking, Izuku went into the woods to train. He knew of a spot full of psychic and fighting type energy. Such areas boost the power of pokemon of the same type, marking them as dangerous areas for even trained trainers. But he needed to train, to gain some energy, to manifest a quirk.

Psychic areas become places where the strength of mind defines reality. Fighting areas become battlegrounds of battle hardy warriors. Areas with both energies become battlegrounds of mind and body.

Izuku knew of the danger of being in these kinds of areas, but his analytical mind simply make him hid while taking notes of how typed energy affected the local pokemon. He knew to stay far away from the center of the area, lest he becomes a potential missing person report or return as a completely different being.

He does hope his ralts stayed sane in the pokeball while they're inside the area.

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"Out of the fucking way Deku!" Katsuki Bakugou, or Kacchan as Izuku prefers to call him, shouted as he let off a small explosion from his fist as a warning. The explosions were a manifestation of his fire and fighting type energies. Luckily, Izuku's ralts used Protect to keep him safe. Izuku stepped back to the side as Kacchan and his typhlosion continued walking to the classroom.

"Wow, cranky mood much?" a girl, who Izuku knew to have normal type energy and thus a bit passive and content, said nearby.

"Eh, you know his combo, explosive personality and an inner battle lust. I'm just surprised he hasn't killed anyone yet." a guy, who Izuku knew to have dark and ghost energy and thus a bit spiteful and a prankster, replied, hopefully outside Kacchan's hearing range.

"Dude, don't tempt fate." Izuku couldn't help but comment. "'Sides, we all know he's gunning for heroism. Can't ruin his reputation with that, and fighting types are known to care about rep and honor."

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"I want you to be my successor! To have my quirk." All Might said with a grin.

Izuku began to mutter and ramble at how that breaks the known laws of typed energy and quirks. But he accepted it either way.

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For a week when Izuku Midoriya was just four years old, he disappeared.

Then he returned.

He told crazy stories about falling down a hole and finding many interesting friends.

How he wandered strange places.

How his friends could help him come back home.

Only for one tiny thing in return.

He shook hands with one of them, and he found himself back home.

No one, except for the deepest corner in their mind, thought that there was something off about Izuku.

Inko noticed something but she learned to ignore it in due time, Pulling at the small parts of herself to keep herself in one piece.

Bakugou didn't notice anything. After all, the louder the explosions, the easier to bury the sounds that should not be.

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Ocean:

Izuku loved the beach. He loved the sound of the waves and the feeling of water. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Ocean to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He walked down the beach, going on a stroll after cleaning up the trash. He walked down, going deeper and deeper until the pressures should crush and the water should suffocate. But not him, he smiled as he breathed in and the sea level shrank around the world for a few centimeters, before returning as he exhaled.

He then walked back up to shore, perfectly dry and refreshed, ready for the day.

No one commented about the smell of salt when he's around, nor the salty wet footsteps in the school hallways, nor the growing sensation of drowning despite being on land.

For the Ocean loves all things and will drown the world in its love.

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Forest:

Izuku loved the woods. He loved the sound of leaves on the ground, the rustling of trees, the plants and beasts that bowed before him before they played their games. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Forest to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He walked to the cordoned off former park and entered without a fuss. It was once a park but now it had became a spot of wilderness in the middle of town, slowly spreading out in fungi and vine. Izuku sang a song as he walked through the ever dense woodland, passing the jungles and various forests that sang with him in return.

Izuku stood tall, taller than what his high school body could take as he danced and sang with his friends.

The moon rose as night fell and a new game was played.

Izuku pulled out his horn and blew. For the Wyld Hunt is upon the quarry and the rider laughed in fun.

He rode his steed for three days and three nights as he purposely missed his shot from his bow.

Near the end almost by the exit of the Forest, Izuku strike true and pierced the quarry's heart.

They lay on the Forest floor begging as Izuku step down from his loyal and trained steed.

Izuku smiled as he booped the quarry's nose.

"Tag, you're it."

The screams turned to roars as Izuku patted his new lion friend on the head before the trees grabbed his friend to ready him with a new game.

Izuku waved goodbye to his friends as he exited the cordoned off park and into the city at the moment he arrived.

No one mentioned about how the trees of UA all seemingly trying to sway towards the 1-A dorms and classroom, nor how Koda bowed and served Izuku while speaking in reverent honorifics to him, nor the piles of leaves on the hallways in the shape of footsteps.

For the Forest will help usher in a new age of awe, both awesome and awful to behold.

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Void:

Izuku loved space. He loved the silence, the emptiness, the darkness. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Void to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He floated in the nothingness between. It was calming as he let the Void whisper to the spaces between the atoms that made him, for Izuku was made of the emptiness now. And he learned so much from Void, so many secrets, so many hidden things. It tickled when the Void let itself wash over Izuku, joking about letting his mask off so he too could have fun in nothingness.

But he would return home and ace his tests, using what the Void taught him.

No one mentioned the holes on the hallways in the shape of footsteps, nor how Hakagure slowly began to act strange when Midoriya was around, nor how Thirteen complained about her nosy estranged father and his equally nosy friend.

For the Void exists long before the universe was created and will exist long after it died. It would have fun in the process.

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Light:

Izuku loved light. He loved the bright sun, the soft moon, the twinkling stars, the lights of the city, even the simplest candle lights in the city's temples and churches. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Light to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He wandered and explored all the fun places. The temples and churches, the mosques and cemeteries, the morgues and hospitals. So many places with Light. Light showed how it gathered the light that was leaving the bodies, joining them into it. It showed how it push light into the wombs of mothers, animals, and seeds and how Izuku can do the same.

Izuku felt himself growing bright as he sucked in the light and letting all that light swarm inside him. He laughed at it tickled.

All Might was something else though. He shone so brightly that Izuku wondered if he was also Light's friend. He could see the light of seven different people in him.

No one mentioned how the lights of the school shined brighter when Izuku's around, nor the screaming faces hidden in the static of the screens and monitors, nor the moments when hands and faces struggled to push out of Izuku's skin.

For the Light is where all souls go and none shall escape its grip.

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Machine:

Izuku loved technology. He loved the machinery, the gears, the pipes, and the circuitry. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Machine to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He wandered and watched the Machine does it work with its thousand mechanical arms wrapping the world in its web and invention. His home had long became a cocoon of technology and communication. His mother was fully upgraded into the singularity that is Izuku.

No one mentioned how the robots bowed before Izuku, nor how the entire support department became quiet and efficient in their work, nor how Izuku knew exactly what was happening all over the city.

For the Machine is wrapping the world and humanity in a chrysalis, waiting for the moment of apotheosis.

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Mirror:

Izuku loved mirrors. He loved the reflections in glass, in metal, in water. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Mirror to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He has no reflection, for he and his twin brother loved to play together, visiting one side or the other. Inko and Other Inko found themselves chatting together like close friends when they saw each other in the mirror while the boys played around.

No one mentioned the fact that Mikumo wasn't a student nor even should exist in their reality, nor how people's reflections slowly stopped copying theirs, nor how they started talked back.

For the Mirror copies others but soon, in time, others will copy the Mirror.

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Flesh:

Izuku loved people. He loved the how the body worked, how quirks worked, how cells worked. He recalled how he shook his hand with the Flesh to make them his best friend, next to Kacchan.

He went around helping people, perfecting them, granting their every desire. He massaged and molded them to be better, faster, stronger, powerful, perfect, and more. His mother was healthier now, immortal by his touch. Kacchan, his friend and masterpiece, was muscle and sinew in perfect power. He fixed the plants of the city. Now they bled blood, grew organs, had skin instead of bark, bones to keep them tall, muscles to help them sway for the sun, and more.

No one mentioned the growing perfected heroes of UA, nor the spreading red moss of meat covering every inch of the city, nor the things of putrid mishmash of life wandering the streets.

For the Flesh improves and perfects upon such evolutionary designs until all things are red with power and blood.

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Continuation of the 'Chosen of the Void' Eldritch Izuku idea snippet due to the line I wrote about Thirteen complaining about her nosy estranged father which made it hilarious.

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After the USJ incident, Thirteen had an interesting time talking to a student clearly influenced by her father. She held back her growing irritation to maintain civility and staying professional.

She groaned as she entered her home in the woods and looked up at the night sky.

"You can't just keep meddling, dad!" she shouted at the heavens before she unzipped her hero costume.

It was designed to both let herself fill out and prevent her from sucking things in into the void between realities. She's strong enough to make sure nothing entered reality through her. It was one of the skills she learned before she left her dad's place.

She pulled herself in, pulled her gravity into a tight humanoid shape. The living tear upon the fabric of space and time mentally planned what to say to her father after all this time they were apart. The naked singularity dropped her costume onto the dead ground around her home before the humanoid emptiness shrunk into herself before vanishing.

She appeared in the nothingness between existences. Already the unborn, the pattern screamers, the meanwhiles, and the neverweres, all flocked toward their prodigal princess. She smiled as she recalled chatting with the people who could not exist, singing with the beings trapped in the empty spaces within reality, dancing with the living paradoxes, playing with the things that evolution could not make, and more. But as quickly the memory can to her, she frowned and called out her father in Silent Speech. The retinue around her fled quickly as the Void itself moved.

"Hello my little tear, it's been far too long since you last visited." the Void spoke without saying a sound.

"Cut the crap dad. We had a deal!" she replied in silence. "You leave me alone and stop interfering in my life! I was happy living an actual life among the mortals then what did I found but one of my students emanating your emptiness! AND! I could tell that it's spreading to another student who's turning into an unborn by proximity to him! You agreed to stop interfering with my life!"

The Void reverberated around her.

"Little tear, I agreed to stop interfering in your life, true, but you can't keep me out of having friends. The fact that my friend became your student is just a coincidence. I had nothing to do with it. And it seemed that my friend wanted to make me meet a new friend as well. It would be lots of fun having more people around."

"Dad, you got the leftovers and prototypes of all possible realities! How can you get bored with all of that!?"

"You're still too young, little tear. Maybe after you live through your first universal heat death you'll begin to understand."

"I'm starting to think it's possible for a being like you to go senile."

The Void reverberated once more.

"Senility is a concept that exist, and thus does not exist in here, little tear. Do remember that."

Said living tear groaned.

"We are not done with this dad. I will not going to bend over backwards to clean up the mess you caused."

Thirteen said before she crushed into herself and left the Void, returning to her home once more.

She looked up at the night sky and watched the twinkling stars.

Perhaps she should start drinking, suck up a neutron star or two, maybe a gravitar for that extra kick.

She would definitely need it, in her opinion.

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Izuku likes to think of himself as a perfectly normal human being, thank you very much. He cried tears of joy when told that he was quirkless by the doctor. His mother made sure to feed him properly though he cleaned up the house to help out. Sometimes he overdone the cleaning though.

One thing Izuku strive for was being a hero to humanity, unlike his rather carefree and maddening father who likes to make humanity go mad with inspiration about the future with his ideas.

Though, less being called the Black Prince or a bunch of his seemingly growing set of nicknames the better.

At least he has Kacchan to be the sane one out of everyone.

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Katsuki likes to think of himself as the sane one of both the Bakugou and Midoriya the families.

Auntie Inko has an inhuman level of nonchalance to not care that she got lost in her apartment and ended up standing on the ceiling again.

His parents kept trying to sacrifice chickens to Deku right in front of him when it's clearly not the right time for proper sacrifices to the Black Prince of Ten Thousand Forms. It's a bowl of raw chicken blood during the night of a new moon at midnight when the light of the black star shines upon the sigil of the Faceless One. In Katsuki's frank opinion, it's fucking a basic ritual to appease Deku when he took off his face in his sleep during those nights. You don't do that when he has his face on.

No, there's a completely separate set of rituals that works when he has his Deku form on.

He should know. He read the books and manuals about it.

And trial and error. Lots of trial and error.

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Midoriya Hisashi invited his family and the Bakugous to go to a special expo on I-Island.

As the son of the high priest and high priestess of the cult, the Bakugous happily followed.

The expo was both terrific and terrible beyond imagining. Forgotten dreams of older ages became real. Clockwork machines, fungus beings, things that were the dreams of old transhumanists before the rise of quirks, all paraded around in their awesome and awful might and spectacle.

Katsuki could hear his parents praying in the holy tongue, which he stopped since it's not the right time nor place for a litany to the Crawling Chaos nor to the Black Prince.

Katsuki thinks he's the only one with proper tact in the family.

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When the UA Dorms started, Katsuki decorated his room properly and without his parent's annoying insistence on his organization.

Then the decorating contest somehow happened.

Everyone looked inside of Katsuki's room before opening the door to his inner sanctum.

"... Ok, Bakugou, why the hell do you have some creepy shrine room?" Ashido asked.

"The real question is how he got that room there. It should have opened to the room next door." Shouto said.

"K-Kacchan!?" Izuku exclaimed with tears in his eyes. "You were suppose to be the sane one!"

"I am the sane one! No one else seem to make sure to do the rituals to appease the Black Prince properly!"

Izuku groaned in embarrassment.

"Black Prince?" Tokoyami asked as Dark Shadow kept looking at Izuku.

"He means me." Izuku said.

"Now that you saw everything, get the fuck out of my room! I need to double check the location of the black star for tonight's ritual and I can't do that in a crowded room!" Katsuki then pushed everyone out before shutting and locking the door.

"Uh... let's go check Midoriya's room then."

Izuku's room is clean and spotless, in fact, there is a near total lack of color, a blinding whiteness from floor to ceiling.

"Oh my gosh! It's so bright!" Ashido shouted as everyone covers their eyes to let them adjust to the bright whiteness of the room.

"I, uh, did some simple cleaning."

"With what? Strong level bleach!?" Ashido asked.

"... yes, bleach, that's the one."

Izuku did not win the decorating contest.

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That night, Katsuki decided to get the help of Tokoyami for tonight's ritual.

Katsuki was ready. He wore his black hooded cloak and the holy pendant with the sigil of the Black Prince on it. He made sure both Dark Shadow and Tokoyami wore a pendant as well. He looked up at the ceiling.

"The time is already upon us. The black star shines upon the sigil of the Black Prince." he pointed at the symbol made in chicken blood on the floor as it glowed a bright yet sickly white. Katsuki turned to the bird headed classmate and his shadow familiar. "Don't fuck this up. It's fucking simple. When the Black Prince goes in, give him the bowl of chicken blood. No emotion while doing so. Got it."

Tokoyami nodded as Katsuki began to chant while ringing a bell. A feeling of pressure grew as something began to push through the walls like it was rubber. It soon phased in with a humanoid shape. Smooth and featureless white without a face entered as it looked around as if in hunt. It ignored gravity as it went around the walls and ceiling of the room before landing in front of Katsuki. Katsuki bowed in reverence.

"Oh Black Prince of Ten Thousand Forms, we brought to you an offering of blood." Katsuki said, gesturing Tokoyami to go into the circle to give the entity the bowl of chicken blood.

It was a struggle to stay calm for both hero in training and his shadow familiar, for the darkness of the candle lit room seem to went darker with the being inside.

As he's closer, Tokoyami began to notice things. Like how the skin of the being isn't really smooth nor featureless, no, in a closer inspection its skin is covered in tiny faces, tiny limbs, tiny holes that seemed to give him vertigo.

The being looked at Tokoyami in silence.

"Stay calm and he won't take your face off. Last thing we want is Deku crying and returning it later after his sleepwalking episode, again."

Tokoyami gulped as the being moved its empty face in front of the bowl and Tokoyami watched in silence as the blood was sucked into the head. In fact, the bowl itself turned completely clean and smooth and white. Not unlike Midoriya's room...

When all was said and done, Katsuki grabbed what looked like a mask from the being's waist and shoved it on the being's featureless head. His face, Tokoyami watched in horror as he saw that the mask was actually Izuku's face if it were skinned and turned into a mask. He watched the skin spread out all over the being as the face slowly refitted itself back to normal. Soon, the sleeping yet standing figure of Izuku remained.

Tokoyami could only watch as Izuku then sleep walk out of Bakugou's room.

"... what a mad banquet of darkness this was." he muttered in fear and curiosity.

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That whole 'VAs talking about Bakugou's VA liking Toga' is giving me the idea of a comedy AU where proto!Bakugou exist and he declares his love to Toga while roughly following canon. Due to less bullying, Izuku becomes sassier and more outspoken.

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I still find the whole "Bakugou Japanese VA likes Toga because she's a crazy yandere" to be a hilarious way of imagining that ship to happen.

It makes a weird sort of sense for Bakugou to be a masochist in some level. He gets some amount of pain from explosion recoil to get used to.

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The talk on Mineta doing vector physics in his head reminds me of a scene idea where they did enter his dorm room for the contest and finds it totally normal. Maybe with a collection of manga, some figurines, and now a whole set of physics books for light reading. Someone would make a mess trying to find anything close to pervy stuff only for Mineta to counter with bringing that in school is completely idiotic, he has real life and his imagination.

Tbh, I see him more like a hormonal teenager with no impulse control on what he says.

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Mei Hatsume full name is, in western naming convention, Hatsume Heterodyne Mei, she followed her ancestor's nicer side but still a member of the Heterodyne Japanese branch.

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I got reminded of that old "Katsuki is Link" fanfic and that idea of Izuku being the reincarnation of the Great Deku Tree joke idea. Then I end up imagining Izuku using his basically forest kami power and authority to be a hero.

Izuku woke up one day and found tiny wooden sprites watching him in his sleep.

"All hail the Great Deku Tree!" They exclaimed.

The resulting scream made Inko burst in with a wok and her quirk in hand.

"What's wrong Izuku!?"

"There's a crowd of wood things in my room!"

Inko looked around the room.

"Izuku, was it a nightmare? There's nothing here." She said as the wood sprites giggled.

It took a while for Izuku to deal with his apparently invisible entourage.

"Kacchan, I need to talk you."

Kacchan is Izuku's best friend. Mostly quiet but in an abrasive, "tired of all the bullshit" sort of way.

Izuku noticed Kacchan's eyes focus at the wood sprites that went to Izuku when he called them out.

"All hail the great hero of legend! All hail the Great Deku Tree!"

"You're the fucking Great Deku Tree!? I thought it was a fun nickname to call you that!?"

"... Kacchan, why do you know that?"

"Hmm, I guess you forgot your past life as a thousand or so giant magic tree then. Then again, it is the first time in my lives to see you like this. Human, that is."

"I am so lost right now."

"Eh, you fucking need to deal with it. You might remember your past life sooner or later. If you do, I will nag you to give me where you put the sword though."

"What sword!?"

"I'll explain later. First we need to make a detour to the Kokiri temple." Kacchan than ran off with Izuku following behind him.

The miko's grandmother vowed before Izuku.

"Great Deku Tree. It seems even you can't escape the cycle of reincarnation." The old lady, Impa, said, before leading the two to a cave and within the cave is a massive dead tree.

"The temple kept you secret in your old life, as the great forest kami, it is our duty to protect and care for you. In your waning years, we, including you, thought it prudent to keep records of what you remember. When your old body died, it was during the rise of quirks, we planted the seeds we saved only for it to grow normal trees. We should have expected that you went into the cycle of samsara after running out of good karma."

Izuku barely registered her words as he felt compelled to touch the dead wood. In a flash of bright green light, power seemed to flow back to Izuku, strange yet familiar. The memory has yet to return to him, however.

"If the legends were true, your appearance might mean a great evil is returning." Impa said to Katsuki, who simply grunted and nodded while Izuku looked at his hands and felt connected to all of the trees and plants in the region.

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I do have some ideas on the altered history. Like the mysterious blonde samurai and the blonde empress, one of Zelda's past lives being a pirate queen, etc. Instead of Hyrule, it'll be the ancient Jomon culture. There would be references to the games. Like the Zelda pirate queen being one to Wind Waker, maybe one in Spirit Tracks and the Meiji Restoration period and it's steam trains.

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I thought about it, maybe Kamui Woods is part Kokiri and thus instinctively low key worship, or at least protect, Izuku. I mean Kamui is the Ainu word for kami, if memory serves.

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I do have an idea for a reincarnation Cells at Work character types as MHA characters.

The basis is that Nana was thought to be quirkless but she has a hidden quirk that made her body a genius loci of a living city. Somehow, some of the cells reincarnate and it's not completely even as well. They're not exactly the characters from CaW though there might be an omake showing where they are in the HMA verse.

Shouto Todoroki - has memories of both a red and white blood cell. A medical chimera. He was suppose to be twins but they merged in the womb early in development. Likes to make ice blades.
Fuyumi Todoroki - Eosinophil. Finds her new life much more relaxing and enjoying not need to fight all the time
Iida - Helper T cell. Iida and Yaororozu used to work together when they were cells and easily went back in the old routine when they bumped to each other in a rich gala.
Yaororozu - Regulatory T cell.
Bakugou - Killer T cell. Less of a bully due to the memories.
Izuku - Dentritic cell. His analysis comes with stalker levels of blackmail.
Ochako - Natural Killer Cell
Fumikage - Basophil
Toga - Macropahge. More mentally stable and acts rather motherly but still murder crazy
Mineta - Human, but the similarities to bacteria did make him a bit of a pariah to the former cells. Turns out his family were former bacteria, his mom being a Staphylococcus aureus, now haughty businesswoman, and his two elder brothers were a Pneumococcus and Streptococcus.
Eri and Kota - Probably platelets

Erasehead - Memory B cell. The three has a working relationship, as long as Eraser can prevent possible arguments between Present and Midnight
Present Mic - B cell.
Midnight - Mast cell.

The story itself is a mix of roughly following canon, dealing with their new lives, and solving the mystery of their reincarnations.

The Cells at Work characters could get cameos since they're not doing hero work.

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An extension of the weird Cells at Work crossover with the Genius Loci quirk idea, sometime after gaining OfA maybe after the Overhaul arc, Izuku starts to dream that he's in a strange city that's basically his body. He tried to get help as he seems to be sort of ghost like in the city while the cells notice the strange intruder that's not basically a cell yet instinctively know he's part of the body. Izuku then start to chat with some of the people in his sleep until the cells at the brain realize what's happening and try to find and start a dialogue with Izuku.

Basically, it's a story idea where Izuku learns to get some sort of self-preservation by making him think of his body as a world filled with people and a whole city that he's ruining. The scar tissue covered bone marrow alone would be horrifying enough.

Basically one of the characters got a really bad flu and as they sleep they imagine their classmates as humanized body cells, probably due to studying for a biology test or something. Bakugou's a Killer T cell, Iida's a Helper T Cell, Izuku's a Denitric cell, Yaoyorozu's a Regulator T cell, Mineta's a bacteria, Todoroki has two versions with red haired one being a red blood cell and the white haired one being a neutrophil white blood cell, Uraraka's a NK cell, etc.

Turns out Izuku activating the immune cells is just him throwing copies of his analysis pages.

The other take is a weird combo of being shrunk and someone having a quirk that makes their insides really be a sort of city with tiny people in it. Probably called Genius Loci or something.

[Eri and Kota are platelets]

Nemuri/Midnight: Mast cell

Aizawa/Eraserhead: Memory B cell

Hizashi/Present Mic: B cell

[NK Cell: Uraraka]

Either her or Tsuyu really

Though I'm more inclined to Uraraka due to relations with killer t cell bakugou

[By the way, who is Macrophage in MHA/CaW?]

Currently, maybe Toga though someone mentioned Momo being a possible candidate.

Oh, right, Momo Yaoyorozu, I don't know why I thought of Ashido. Yeah, Momo's Regulatory T cell, Iida's Helper T cell, Izuku's Dendritic cell, Bakugou's Killer T cell, Uraraka's NK cell...

Hmm, Tokoyami as Basophil?

I imagine putting the Main Characters of CaW in the background of the crossover, mainly in a silver haired boy band thing.

Hmm, Fuyumi as an Eosinopphil?

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Thinking about the reincarnation idea is now mixing with a Cells at Work crossover idea. Like each person remembering their previous life as a cell with Todoroki inn particular remembering being two different lives.

Like Izuku's analysis notebook habit came from the times he collected blackmail material as a dendric cell, Bakugou's push towards heroism is due to him wanting the legal fighting without having to wait for orders like when he was a Killer T cell, Iida and Yaoyorozu remembering being a Helper T and Regulatory T cell and went with a heroic take to their old jobs, etc. They slowly recall bits of what their old body they were in which is implied to be Nana Shimura...

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Todoroki Shouto remembers living two lives at the same time. It was surreal given how those two lives tend to bump into each other. The other surreal thing about it is that he's pretty sure the two lives are about a red and white blood cell except human. The two look exactly alike, making the other cells/people to call them twins. They do share a close sibling bond, with the white blood cell being a sort of older brother and protector.

When he was 4, Shouto tried to get an explanation about this situation. Buddhist scriptures mentioned how people could have bits of a previous self instead of the whole self. He then asked if he had a twin to his mother. She gave a sad smile and explained how he has both a split quirk and a split hair color. He's a medical chimera. She should have gave birth to twins but they merged into one very early in development. It caused a bit of trouble at the beginning since he has two pairs of DNA.

This comforted Shouto as he recalled the memories of the two brothers, working and fighting up until the end, when the world shook and turned dark. He wondered if the two brothers gained so much good karma to end up in him. The training is tough but nothing like the grueling work he went through. He did his part and he can do it again.

The Todoroki family is slightly worried at how casual Shouto is with knives and how he managed to make an ice knife the moment the ice side of his quirk developed.

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Todoroki Shouto stayed silent in the strict training regime, focused, in attention, with the dull and wide eyes of a killer at the age of six. To him, he's simply channeling the mindset of the white blood cell. To protect others, to serve for the good of society, to remove the enemies that threaten the health of the city.

This only made his family worry even more, except for Enji, who just saw the focus and drive as something to promote and develop. His siblings stayed away from him, from his ice and his blades. It was unnerving to see the cold and stoic boy going from the look of killing intent to friendly childishness and back in a flick of a switch. The mother most of all. They used to be close until the dual sided quirk appeared and the training began.

In the memories of the brothers, they never knew who their parents were. Machines made babies and the nurses placed them into their future roles. They would then be taken cared for and taught with the other children in their designated schools. So having parents in this life made Shouto happy. He told his siblings bits of his previous selves, the red side being a hard working courier and the white side being an efficient killer of invaders.

His mother must have heard him that day. She slowly went mad in fear and worry until she snapped, and poured boiling water upon the left side of his face. Instinct took over as Shouto formed an ice blade and sliced his mother's face. When he realized what happened, he tried to comfort his shocked and frightened mother. Both went to the hospital and would later get separate therapy, one in an institute, another by a professional therapist. They both have scars from that day.

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Prologue

Hisashi Midoriya: Birthday Present

The man held onto his baby son as he fed him a bottle of milk. He watched in silence as his son slept on his arms. He then caressed his hair before he placed his hand on his baby's head once again.

Nothing.

No quirk. His son was quirkless and no hidden quirk like his late brother’s. But the world of today was not kind to quirkless people. He did his research. The idea of putting his son under the same torments horrified him.

He looked down at his baby boy. His chubby cheeks reminded him of his brother when he first saw him as a baby all those years ago.

He sensed deep within himself. To find a gift for his son, to stay safe, to stay alive no matter what disasters would come. He didn't want to held onto another dead family member. His mother, his father, his brother. No more.

And so he pulled.

It was one of his 'core' quirks. A regen of such potent strength. He knew that by giving it away he would be made more vulnerable. But the drawback of the regen was that it doesn't repairs, only brought back the body to a particular state, any scars and damages would return no matter what. He’s also sure he could compensate for its loss.

But for his son's safety, he would give him everything. To prevent a repeat that caused the death of his brother.

And so, placing a hand on the baby's green hair, a quirk was given.

"Happy birthday Izuku." he said, "Stay safe for papa." Hisashi Midoriya said with a soft smile.

It was that memory that came to Hisashi, years later in America among the burning wreckage of a city. The blonde pest that was All Might hounded him. Slowly, the empire he amassed, and his major source of income for his family, was rooted out by the man’s single minded determination. The latest takedown was where he drew the line. The man wanted a heroic spectacle? He gave him the spectacle.

But his plan to defeat his enemy, the latest holder of his brother’s quirk, backfired.

He should had realized that All Might minoring in atmospheric physics meant something more than just an eccentric degree. He realized it when All Might, with an empowered punch that seemingly missed above him and Hisashi using his fire breathing quirk to help hide his getaway, only resulted in the fire turning against him, burning the upper half of his head.

His insiders from the local hospital told All Might he died from the burns before he felt the familiar pull of the warp gate.

As the doctor did his best in saving his life, it was that memory that came to him.

A part of him knew that he could had fixed his wounds and scars with the regen quirk in only a few minutes. But the larger part of him could only focus on his son and how he can’t see him again, not without people asking questions and All Might noticing that he survived then went after his family.

He maybe a villain but he was also a father and a husband, and their safety was more important. Tears, greater than his wife’s, leaked out of his scarred eyes. His son was only nine or ten years old by now. He already missed many things in his life due to the blonde interference forcing him away on work trips. Now can’t let them see his face. Not without repercussions.

He weakly felt the wedding ring on his necklace beneath the suit, didn’t want rivals and enemies to know any minor detail about him, and he remembered his sweet and caring wife.

He was going to miss everything now. He can’t even speak to them without any questions, especially from Inko. Beneath that tender and teary exterior was a cold and calculating woman. He was sure that with only a few questions, she would figure out something was wrong, buy the first ticket to America with their son, and end up in trouble with the law, both teary eyed all the way. As much as he cultivated a look of stoic control, he was pretty sure the crying was from his side of the family.

But he let himself sleep, to fall into the memories of his son and wife. ‘At least they’re safe,’ he thought.

At least they’re safe.

In an alleyway somewhere in Japan, a young ten year old boy with a big dream and a weak regen quirk leaped between a mugger’s knife and the would be victim, yelling him to flee. And flee he did.

The mugger, mad at the loss of his victim, shank the poor kid ten times at the chest, belly, neck, and joints. He didn’t care that the man would call the cops. His quirk would let him hide in plain sight and there’s one less idiot in the world. It was a win-win for the shape shifting crook.

He left behind a dead boy, never noticing the fading blood and the healing wounds.

The once dead boy took a sudden gasp of air before checking himself for anything. Other than a ruined and bloodied shirt, his body was untouched of any damage. He looked at himself in shock as he processed the new information.

‘I’m alive,’ he thought. ‘I was stabbed and killed and I’m alive.’

Izuku laughed as he ran to clean himself and figure out a way to explain the ruined shirt to his mother.

‘I can be a hero!’ the thought echoed in his mind. ‘I can help people!’

And so began the career of the Sacrificial Vigilante of Musutafu, Gecko.

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Inko Midoriya: After All

What would a mother not do for her child?

What lengths would a mother not go?

There’s a bond that exists between mother and child

With no end to how strong it can grow

The woman held on her baby on the day he was born. He cried and cried as she gently cradled him.

“My boy… my sweet boy…” she muttered as tears fell from her eyes. “There, there, mama’s got you…”

And there’s a pain you can’t imagine

A special kind of torture you can feel

A cut that bleeds from somewhere deep inside you

A past regret you can not heal

Visualize.

Then pull.

Her mark was pronounced dead by heart attack. He grabbed his chest in pain before collapsing. People freaked out and tried to call for help but when the ambulance arrived, he died.

It was hard to do her side job in the early years. Her first was more of an accident. A mugger at the back alley of a bar. She younger then, more optimistic on the world. She was raised to believe in the stark contrast of good and evil. But two years in medical school, which showed her how discriminatory the economy was to those who deviated from the human norm, and her years in law, which showed her how corruption and injustice there was in the world.

So she decided to be more proactive in cleaning up the more subtle evils in society.

Her current mark was found to have stolen money from charity he was claiming to benefit the poor of the city. She did her research and found the man to be despicable. And so he was dealt with.

It was hard for other people to know in the Underground during her early years. But she managed. She would be paid for her clean up of the stains of society. Then return to her smiling little boy back home after buying some groceries.

Everything she did. It was for him.

Some dreams die upon the vine

Some they never have a chance

She hoped her son would see reason after seeing their family doctor.

But he’s so much like his father. Driven and determined.

Not even the fact of having the toe joint shook him. Only shattered his heart.

It was something she didn’t want.

And so she held her crying boy tightly, apologizing incomplete apologies.

“I’m sorry!” for not being strong enough.

“I’m sorry!” for breaking your dream.

“I’m sorry!” for not dealing with the discrimination fast enough.

“I’m sorry!” for being a killer for hire.

“I’m sorry!” for not being the proper mother for you.

And there's relief you can’t imagine

That fills up every sinew, bone, and nerve

To know that you can get out of this hellhole

And finally live the life that you deserve

Everything for him.

Those were the words, the image, she repeated as she cooked his favorite katsudon that night.

She learned from her mistake years ago. She son needed to stay ignorant of the truth. Lest it’ll break him further.

That was why she kept up the appearance and distance from her best friend.

As much as it pained her, she’s still her best friend and she doesn’t want her to lose her son.

She cried silent tears from that thought.

She was such a hypocrite.

Yet she knew her best friend was trying to curb her son’s excesses.

She, in her own way, tried to make sure some sort of humility was jammed into him, even though the world, it seemed, pumped hot air into his ego.

At least she tried.

Mitsuki was braver than her in many things.

There she was, making katsudon for her son, for she knows her son was tormented by his peers, his teachers, even his school district.

She’ll clean them up once he finished middle school, just like what she did to the worst teachers and faculty from his kindergarten and primary school.

But, at the moment, she readied the katsudon to cheer her son up. To bring back the smile on his face.

And suddenly the past you knew would haunt you

And all of the regret you didn’t show

Might just grow up and save you after all

Might just grow up and save you

She was on the rooftop.

In front of her was her nemesis.

Her rival and enemy.

Eraserhead.

She admired him in a way.

At least he did what was right. Unlike the heroes who acted more like celebrities than actual heroes.

She knew he was looking for her.

Her disguise helped her in blending in.

No one suspected the weak and defenseless mother.

“Are you okay ma’am?” Eraserhead asked as he tied up the kidnapper.

“Y-yes, t-thank you.” she replied in an altered voice, making her sound more like worried reporter than anything. She luckily pulled up a notepad and pen, something she picked up from her son. “Do you have anything you want to say for my blog, Mister Hero?”

The hero just looked at her with tired eyes.

Good. He didn’t recognized her.

“No. Just head home before the police comes to question you.” She nodded and, slowly headed down the fire exit in a manner that wouldn’t reveal her expertise in escaping.

She was lucky she escaped without any trouble.

The hero would later learned that the kidnapper he caught died of a stroke some time after.

Inko Midoriya headed home to her son with some snacks to celebrate him achieving his dream of going into the hero course at UA, after getting paid for her kill.

What would a mother not do for her child

What lengths would a mother not go

There’s a bond that exists between mother and child

Ah, but then again

How would you know?

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Given that they both have a thing about long summers and long winters, a crossover between Endless Legend and Game of Thrones by way of a Gate like portal, maybe a network of portals.

Maybe a Vaulter portal experiment resulted in portals connecting Planetos and Auriga.

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I end up thinking of a asoiaf-Endless Legend crossover idea. Mostly due to both settings dealing with magic and long winters.

Basically, in an Auriga that managed to prevent the Last Winter into a more 'still harsh but now managed seasons', the Vaulters try to set up the portal to the planet the Argosy colonized, only for something to happen that resulted in portals around Auriga popping up, connecting it to Planetos. It's the End of Ages, all post main quest line for the factions.

Aurigan Council and its inner factions:

Guardians of Auriga:
Broken Lords-Vaulters Alliance - Client factions: [BK: Eyeless Ones, Magtay] [V: Sisters of Mercy, Delvers]. The Broken Lords now live in an age of dust plenty, an age where the need to feed on the life force of others is no longer a necessity. Most of the Vaulters left on the Argosy, with those remaining fighting against the horde of Necrophages and later setting up the research for the interplanetary portals.

Neutral:
Drakken-Forgotten Alliance - Client factions: [D: Haunts, Jotus] [F: Hurnas, Ceratan]. Drakken still trying to keep the peace on Auriga, managing the at least unite most factions under a unifying banner for peaceful communication.
Roving Clans - Client factions: Dorgeshi, Bos, Gauran. Still busy trading between the nations.
Wild Walkers - Mostly moved to their Ogmakwan tower to survive the harsh winters.
Ardent Mages - Mostly ascended beyond physical form in a grand ritual of pain. Those who remain make sure that later more personal repeats of the ritual continue.

Climate Custodians:
Allayi-Kapaku Alliance - Client factions: [A: Geldirus, Nidya, Erycis][K: Kazanji, Silics, Urces]. They maintain the planetary climate by using volcanic regions to heat up the planet in a controlled manner.

Pariah nations:
Necrophages - Still trying to spread their hives.
Cultists - Still trying to spread the cult.
Morgawr - Still trying to mind control the surface dwellers.
Mykara - Still trying to incorporate people into the fungus.

The pariah nations were basically stuck and limited until the portals erupted around the world. They use it to their advantage.

Necrophages quickly overwhelm inner Sothoryos.
Mykara spreading on the smaller islands around the continent of Sothoryos.
Morgawr spreading control in the Iron Islands and Ibben first.
Cultists trying to spread their faith to anywhere they can in Essos.

Roving Clans then start to pop up in the Dothraki Sea and essentially trying to takeover the trade network.
Kapaku tries to take over post-Doom Valyria.
Some Ardent Mages, Forgotten, and Drakken popping up around western Essos.
Wild Walkers popping up in Ifequevon, North of the Wall, and Yi Ti.
Allayi exploring around but not really considering expanding due to cultural and religious reasons. They might consider Planetos to be Auriga's sibling perhaps.
Broken Lords and Vaulters popping up in Westeros, maybe in Sarnor as well.

The weirwoods might be sleeping Unfallen Guardians or something.

The appearance of the portals would signal a speeding return of magic at the very least.

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SCP/Pokemon crossover, and I don't mean what would the vague canon of SCP would think of pokemon, I mean what the SCP Foundation would be like if it formed and existed in the pokemon world.

I imagine it would be more public but with hidden black research sites and containment areas. Perhaps funding other research or having some professors on their payroll or as consultants.

Area of research they would likely have:
Archeology Division - cause the ancient civilizations has a lot of things modern civilization doesn't have
Astral Division - cause going into the dreams of pokemon is something potentially dangerous without proper caution
Containment Division - potential dangers are in need to be contained
Extradimensional Division - wormholes to other realities exist
Extraterrestrial Division - alien pokemon exist
Digital Division - matter to energy and back again tech exist, not to mention it is vaguely canon in pokemon that digital worlds exist and can be entered and exited (the banned porygon episode)
Legendary Division - legendaries are a thing
Paranormal Division - ghosts and the afterlife is a thing
Protection Division - the public needs some awareness and protection at least
Psionic Division - psychics exist
Security Division - security is a must
Temporal Division - time travel exist
Thaumatological Division - since magic is a thing

compared to typical SCP fare, this SCPokeverse would be a lot more humane if morally grey on the 'ends justify the means' or 'for the greater good' ideals.

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In the transit, UNCS Unity went through a natural ultra wormhole to the ancient pokemon world. The crisis on the ship happened, Captain Garland died, colony pods went down, Rayquaza destroys Unity thinking it was a meteor.

No alien factions, either the original seven or all human factions.

Story is either during the colony days, or in the modern day when the original colonies became the ancient civilizations of the pokeworld and they're rediscovering their lost heritage.

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Factions and their likely favored types:

UN Peacekeepers - Normal, Flying, Psychic
Morgan Industries - Electric, Ground, Steel
University of Planet - Steel, Ice, Psychic
Human Hive - Psychic, Bug, Ghost
Gaia's Stepdaughters - Grass, Water, Psychic
Lord's Believers - Normal, Flying, Fire
Spartan Federation - Fighting, Dragon, Flying
Data Angels - Ghost, Steel, Dark
Free Drones - Rock, Ground, Fire
Cybernetic Consciousness - Steel, Psychic, Electric
Cult of Planet - Fairy, Grass, Psychic
Nautilus Pirates - Water, Dark, Poison

Lots of psychic favored factions, partly due to SMAC having casual psychic population as part of its developing story line and partly due to the need to exploit intelligent and powerful pokemon for their faction research and development.

Some of them make sense like the pirates and water types and the the stepdaughters and grass types. Others would make sense for the faction to gain an advantage like the angels with ghost and dark types, to use a way to hack electronics by possession and a way to cover psychic influence. Few are more shoehorned in to fill a quota like the peacekeepers getting flying types and the believers favoring pokemon at all.

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Once, there was nothing and the Cosmic Egg.

From this Egg, the Original One broke free, and with Their thousand arms, created existence.

From Their words, came the Unown.

From Their hands, the Laws of Existence took form.

By Their orders, three rulers were made to maintain the Laws.

To the Lord of Time, the Temporal Realm was made as the center of its rule.

To the Lord of Space, the Spacial Realm was made as the center of its rule.

To the Lord of Dimensions, it was tasked to keep Existence function without error nor problem, where the Threads of Time and the Strands of Space interweave.

But the Lord of Dimensions was overzealous in its ordering, so much that it would plunge all of creation into stasis.

And so the Original One formed Knowledge, Emotion, and Willpower by Their word to stop the Lord of Dimensions before They cast their Judgement upon them.

The former Lord of Dimensions was given a new task, for the Shells of the Cosmic Egg was sealed within its own realm and within was pure chaos.

(For within the False Egg laid the Original One's perverted mistakes and the leftovers of creation.) - line deliberately missing in historical texts

And so the now Lord of Antimatter ruled over their realm, for while the Original One believed the task to order the Distorted Realm to be an impossible one, the Lord of Antimatter found purpose and meaning in it either way.

But without a Lord of Dimensions, the Threads of Time and the Strands of Space began to slowly fray.

In time, holes in creation began form despite the attempts by the Lord of Time and the Lord of Space to heal, for the holes are too small for their notice.

They feared what would happen if a hole to the Distorted Realm were to form and pleaded to the Original One their case.

And so the Original One crafted servants for the two Lords.

These servants were made in the images of their originals.

To the Lord of Time, Lady Fae and her children.

To the Lord of Space, Lord Iblis and his children.

In time, all was well as the Lords and their servants repaired the subtle damages made to creation.

But Lord Iblis began to resent his servitude.

'Surely,' he thought, 'as a being made by the Original One like the Lords, I should be a lord as well.'

And so he began to convert his fellows to his cause of rebellion.

He went to Lady Fae with his plan of rebellion and urged her to join him as he revealed his love for her.

But the Lady was a traveler and seer of time and foresaw the ruin such a rebellion would occur.

With a heavy heart, she betrayed him and told the Lords of his treachery.

Lord Iblis declared his rebellion anyway and a third of the servants of the Lord of Space went with him.

He and his army was easily defeated.

And so the Original One cast his Judgement upon him and the rebellion, sealing them away in vessels before scattering them among all of creation.

To Lord Iblis, he was given his wish.

He was sealed away in a grand vessel, a small realm of his own, before it too was cast aside into creation.

Because of this, small holes between realities appeared from time to time but as long as no hole lead to the Distorted Realm, the Lords were pleased.

In time, the Original One entered the Material Realm and watched many things, the birth of stars, the birth of worlds.

Upon one cooling world, the Original One gave Their eighteen gifts.

By Their Word, more beings were made, Life, Death, Dream, Nightmare, Land, Sea, Sky.

But first among these was the Child, the first to truly live.

And given upon the Child and its children were the ways to make new life.

And so life blossomed upon the world.

In time, Humanity appeared.

And the Original One kept Their watch over all of creation.

And saw it good.

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Union of Nations HQ, Castelia City, United States of Avona, Unova Region

Marcy Sanchez entered the UN building as her first day as an intern. She knew how much trouble it was to keep a couple dozen or so council rooms for the representatives of every sovereign nation of each region all well maintained. At least the original designers of the building set up the rooms in advance before the Regionalization Act was ratified or she would had to deal in a room full of almost a thousand representatives from every nation on Earth. Nowadays, the meeting chamber has become more of a history museum and break room.

"Ah, you must be Miss Sanchez." a woman wearing a traditional Hellan toga with a natu asked as she showed her ID, saying she's the representative from the City of Delphi. Marcy nodded. "Good. I need you to be at the Hellan Region room with a couple of sour poffins or malasadas or anything. Representative Zenon from the Kingdom of Spar is going to break his communication keyboard in anger and the last thing we want is a battle in the meeting room."

Marcy gulped as she ran off to find some sour food.

"Just my luck, first day as an intern and now I'm made to fetch lunch." she muttered to herself.

Fortunately, she managed to buy some sour malasadas from an Alolan themed restaurant.

Unfortunately, due to the design of the building, she got lost in finding the Hellan Region room.

Marcy decided to burst in to see if her luck can help her.

"-and there is no difference between lab made diamonds, natural diamonds, and diamonds made by my queen, so trying to set up regulations for them is ludicrous!" a carbink, representative of the Diamond Domain, argued at the Kalos representatives.

'Wrong room.'

"I suggest we increase funding for ranger patrols in the region as kidnapping riolu and eggs remain high around the Lucario Kingdom." the lucario representative of said kingdom said to the Sinnoh representatives.

'Wrong room.'

Marcy looked around.

'Come on, third times the charm...'

She opened a door.

Inside a machoke wearing traditional hoplite armor with a spear resting nearby was beginning to pound at the communication keyboard on his arm while the speakers spoke what he was typing.

"- territory is traditional Spar land and I will not let you, of all people, insult the royal family!"

A woman with a hoothoot scoffed as she rolled her eyes, the representative of the Republic of Atheca.

"The myth of King Leonidas being the son of the machamp king who's the son of Ares is already proof enough of it's fictional propaganda roots." she said.

Marcy ran inside quickly.

"Representative Zenon! I'm told that you're a bit hungry so the organization bought something for you to eat." Marcy placed the paper bag of sour malasadas on the machoke's table.

"Thank you miss." the speakers said as the machoke grabbed a malasada and took a bite. He happily ate the malasada quickly. "Delicious. My favorite flavor too."

"That's one disaster averted." the Delphi representative said with a smile. The Atheca representative simply rolled her eyes before returning to her report.

Well, if it's one thing Marcy would say as working as a UN intern, it's never boring.

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ICRS Site 13, [Redacted], [Redacted] Region

"Another day, another paycheck." Samuel Sanchez muttered as he looked down the index of jobs for this week's responsibility.

"Hmm, item 45 got placed in a museum when it turned out to be a psychic remnant haunting the fossil and the Paranormal Division managed to sent it into the astral plane or the afterlife or something..." he took a sip of his coffee.

"Individual 56 is going to be set free. Good for him. Still needs weekly therapy sessions and psychic dampeners but at least he won't turn people into action figures anytime soon." he flipped the page of the pile of paper.

"Incident 87 got explained as side effects of the excessive use of hypnosis to the minds of nearby children, artists, and the psionically sensitive. The Kanto medical community is gonna be advised to tell people to use sleeping pills to make them go to sleep instead of messing with psychic powers."

"Let see... Thompson got Omega duty this week. Ouch. The giant amoeba thing too. Let's see... Sanchez... Sanchez... Sanchez... ah, found it. Alpha duty. Easy week then. Hmm... item 47, the mirror that doesn't perfectly reflect what's being shown..."

Sanchez gulped with worry.

"They still didn't upgraded the danger level of that thing?" Sanchez then drank his coffee before he walked to the break room to throw the paper cup away.

"Oh, Sanchez! I heard you got mirror duty this week." Theodora said with a grin as she floated her baton to her hand.

"Yup, is Grayson alright or is he still talking backwards?"

"Talking backwards. Might call in a witch from the Thaumalogical Division to help him out. Well, if he's not switched with a mirror doppelganger or something."

"You've been watching too many tv shows, Theodora."

"I mean, our jobs are basically a fantasy show already. The International Consortium for Research and Security, dealing with the unnatural and the unexplained on a daily basis."

"Theodora, the I-Files were exaggerated for story telling purposes. We don't deal with stuff like that on a daily basis."

"Yeah, it's a monthly basis at best." Sanchez rolled his eyes as the two headed to the mirror's containment room for general cleaning and guard duty.

To Theodora's excitement, it was about mirror doppelgangers after all.

Fortunately, the meltan guards disturbingly ate said mirror doppelgangers due to their metallic bodies.

A rescue mission for agent Grayson would soon set up later that week.

'At least it's not a boring internship like my sister's at the UN.' Sanchez thought as he tied up the carbon fiber enhanced rope on his waist before he ran into the mirror to find the real Grayson.

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United Council of Magick HQ, Location Unknown

Alex Sanchez watched the procession as the representatives of the United Council of Magick and members of the eighteen member organizations took their seats. Alex was one of the independent mages, those orphaned without a proper craft to learn and follow.

Alex stopped himself from rolling his eyes when he learned that from a very condescending member of the Prismatic Order.

He knew about the basic magic theory and cosmology. Arceus made the universe, made the nineteen energies of creation, the eighteen typed energies and the pure Origin energy, made the dimensions and the titans of time, space, and antimatter, though antimatter was such a limited term for Giratina's charge. That there is a Consensus empowered by the collective unconscious and the unown in some mysterious way. That the United Council of Magick was formed to unite all the disparate magic groups of the world into one united force, theoretically. It's an open secret that the UCM broke down due to politics and the development of technology and modern civilization. Some groups came from the ancient civilizations of the world. They're generally of the opinion that modern civilization would collapse like its predecessors before them.

Hopefully this session of the UCM won't devolve into a shouting match. It has to be really serious given that the representatives from the technomancer camp even came.

Each representative walked to the central U shaped table, did their moment of pomp and circumstance in showing off their magic by making their chairs, with the technomancers on the left side of the table, the traditionalists on the right, and the neutral faction in the middle.

Archmagister Yggdrasil of the Prismatic Order called the council to order from the Origin seat as the current Speaker of the Council.

"The signs have shown to us all no matter the method. Team Galactic's mad plot to reform our world has weakened Giratina, the Ruler of the Reverse World, greatly. The beings of the Reverse World, those that should not be, are using this moment of weakness to break through into the world. While we have our disagreements, the safety of reality is a greater priority. Already, there was an incursion by the Missing Number and we lost a great number of people, mage and technomancer alike, in defeating it and closing the rift. We would had dismiss the idea of greater incursions if it weren't for a visit by Celebi herself."

Alex's eyes went wide as everyone started to whisper among each other. Yggdrasil pounded his gavel.

"Order! Order!" everyone quieted down. "Datajack Rose, if you will."

Datajack Rose of the Reality Hackers tapped on her gadget and a holographic screen appeared above the council table. Alex knew there's no way it could have been made with tech given how traditional the building was.

In the screen was a Celebi with a missing limb speaking while in pain.

"The Missing Number would be defeated but there are others, more cunning and insidious, that would try to invade, to integrate themselves into existence and thus break it apart. The Prince of Ten Thousand Leaves and its corrupt timeline, the Farosan Span and its shattered spacial dimensions, the Speech of Broken Tongues and its impossible language, the Discordant Tune and its maddening music, and more. The Great Shells are gathering forces and until Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina recover fully, a war for reality has begun. Beware of corruptible and corrupted forces among you. Never make a deal with a Reversal Entity. Protect the Consensus from those that wish to corrupt it. One future was lost already. We were forced to amputate it, letting it fall and be swallowed into the beings of the Reverse World. The Reality War has begun." the Celebi in the screen then fainted.

Alex stayed silent as everyone burst in questions and chatter.

All Alex wondered was if the jobs of his siblings would be easier on his sanity.

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A young middle school student, Izuku Midoriya, slept in his bed one night when the night was dark yet the moon was full.

In his sleep he dreamed a Man of Mirrors and a Sister of Shadows, or was it a Matron of Mirrors and a Supreme of Shadows.

They stood upon a Black Cube of If surrounded by a grey mist with a grey sun halfway upon the still flat horizon.

A plot made.

Truth hidden.

Lies spread.

Mirrors leaked.

Shadows bled.

Two hundred years ago, a glowing baby was born.

Two hundred years ago, the mirror-lie shattered.

Truth and Lie blended and twisted.

Threaten to be one and the same.

But cracks upon the falsehood was made.

A large grey serpent coiled upon the twisting horizon, shattering the stillness of the Grey.

Chains of power shot around them.

Reality shattered into mirror shards, warping everything around the Black Cube as the angular serpent hunted.

As the shards warped and spun, they revealed a splash of Indigo for a moment, coiled by the tip of the serpent's tail.

Mirror and Shadow held his hands, placed their hands upon them.

Izuku couldn't tell which being held which hand.

He felt sweet despair and bitter hope upon the back of his hands.

Save the Truth before the victory of the falsehood.

He then woke up and raised his hands.

Upon the back of his hands were gylphs of mirror-grey and shadow-grey.

He stood up as long forgotten memories awoken within him.

Mists of grey coated upon him like tendrils, and with a step, he vanished from the realm of the Grey Sun, from the Shadow, and into the Actuality.

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Izuku Midoriya was a young man living in a superhero world.

He adored All Might.

He prepared himself living in a dangerous world without powers with skills his dad taught him before he went to prison for, still unproven, murder.

He prayed with his mom in the local shrines on not getting the 'Midoriya gene'.

He was like any other person.

Except, not entirely...

He learned from an early age to fool people into thinking he was perfectly normal. He smiled, laughed, cried, shouted in anger and cowered in fear, but he never really felt deeply about it. Even when Kacchan was punching him with his explosive fists.

Kacchan was a friend, at least he noticed him and knew there was something wrong with Izuku.

His life went on an endless wander.

He met All Might.

Trained his body to hold his quirk.

Soon, he was in the entrance exam for UA.

Then, he nearly tripped on an uneven tile.

Nearly, since a girl used her quirk to stop his fall and for once, in the first time in his muted life, he felt joy, fear, sorrow, and anger.

She waved goodbye and headed to the exam.

That was when he decided, she has to be his friend.

His BEST friend.

Anything to make him feel that deeply again.

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The Midoriya family has an unusually high number of yandere types, in the style of Yandere Simulator. Hisashi is in prison for, unproven, murder. Hisashi's grandmother was a 'reverse harem yandere'.

Inko's terrified for everyone else's well being from her husband. He loves her and cares for her but all of her other suitors left town and stopped talking to her at best. Only Mitsuki stayed since Inko's straight and Mitsuki learned to protect herself from Hisashi. Inko cries a lot to control her husband since his desire of making her happy overrides his murder instincts.

I'm curious how the 'asexual friendship focused yandere' Izuku would do when Uraraka would end up dating someone since this Izuku only wants friendship not romance...

I imagine BESTIE!Izuku being very close and clingy as a friend, until he finds he could make more BEST friends with certain people...

A mutation in the Yandere gene, in a way. I imagine he didn't become BEST friends with Tenya until the first day of school when he apologized and starts being friendly...

I'm pretty sure he's a bit self-aware about it since Inko drilled it into him about the 'Midoriya' gene, it's just that the high of having best friends really overrides any rationality...

Bakugou is the only one in the know since his mom warns him early and took turns taking care of Inko. As such he's just a friend, in Izuku's twisted mindset, than BEST friend.

Inko giving the TALK while terrified that her son would inherit the Midoriya gene...

Bakugou makes sure his aggression isn't genuine enough to prevent the BEST friend switch from happening when Izuku talks about it...

Sports Festival is the moment Todoroki ends up being one of Izuku's BESTIES

Izuku, being more self aware would probably be freaking out about it, while thinking about his best friends to properly turn on his emotions to properly freak out about it...

Izuku pacing in his room muttering to himself about how wrong he is, intellectually speaking, in wanting to hurt someone and end in prison like his dad, when his mind wanders to amorality, he imagines himself eating lunch with his BEST friends to jumpstart his emotions, just to start muttering to himself the best way of being a hero and controlling himself from being too controlling

It might result in him making himself having so many BEST friends that his yandere urges calm down enough to be controlled

It could work, until his BEST friends are in danger, of course

Izuku didn't told Inko about his issues.

Inko was already relieved when he realized he's asexual and told her about it.

thing is, asexual is different from aromantic...

no romance at all with this Izuku though

partly by confusion on his stand in romance if it's him or the yandere doing it, partly by lack of actual experience in romance beyond his parents

Izuku being more 'him trying to live up to his expectations of being a good person despite not feeling much inside' than 'big bro yandere', which is also a good reason why he's so All Might focused

AFO knows about the Midoriya gene and warns anyone to stay away from Izuku and the one seen as his 'true love' since he was a victim who escaped/killed his yandere lover

Izuku starts having extremely detailed BEST friend notebooks ever since meeting with Uraraka. He tries to help her in rather creepy ways, like fixing her clothes at night by breaking into her apartment and leaving her money until she finds out and says it's creepy. Izuku backs off since he knows it's creepy and he doesn't want to lose his first BEST friend and so tries to learn the acceptable boundaries.

She does wave it off as him being really clingy since she's the first friend he actually had.

He's the best at giving gifts, if you ignore at how he knew the person's body measurements and private preferences.

BEST friends timeline:

UA entrance exam - Uraraka (for helping him from tripping)

First day at US - Iida (by apologizing for his actions)

Bus to USJ - Tsuyu (by being her frank and bluntly honest self)

Sports Festival - Todoroki (the final round fights/the parent talk)

Shinsou is gonna end up as a BEST friend somewhere...

All Might has no idea about the Midoriya family's special issue.

Izuku is struggling to control is urges that, in a moment of lucidity, might ask All Might, Bakugou and/or UA to stop him if he goes too far.

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[Ever since I listened to the Magnus Archives (cannot recommend enough by the way) I've been struck by the idea of Izuku as an unwitting avatar of the Ceaseless Watcher. That scene where Izuku clings to All Might until he's forced to reveal his secret identity and weakness to a complete stranger is such a perfect invitation to the Fear of being watched, exposed, followed, and your secrets uncovered.

And it's not as if Izuku wasn't already well suited to the Ceaseless Watcher with his creepy muttering as he studies and dissects a situation and his obsessive quirk analysis. Plus pre-UA Bakugo's underlying fear that Izuku is looking for ways to undermine him. And his mother considered the All Might videos he watched scary because of how they involved people experiencing all sorts of calamity and woe. And yet despite that, as a young child Izuku enjoyed those videos and watched them over and over again.

And the setting is such that the boons granted to Izuku by the Ceaseless Watcher could easily cause all sorts of interesting plot twists and spark off further conflicts.

-being able to force people to truthfully answer questions

-forcing people to truthfully recount the full context of the worst experiences of their life. And then subsequently having every dream for the rest of their life be a nightmare about reliving those experiences with Izuku watching.

-Izuku's journals just ... showing up whenever there's about to be some interesting new trauma to record into them.

-randomly just knowing facts about and thoughts from people he's interacting with, to further aid in the appearance of being creepily omniscient.

-And most importantly, the fact that the previous powers have a tendency to just activate on their own if not consciously restrained.

Imagine if you will, how Shigaraki would react when after being asked why he's attacking USJ and trying to kill All Might, he finds himself forced to calmly and truthfully explain killing his own family and how that ties into current events. Or Bakugo dealing with recurring nightmares of Izuku and the crowd of heroes just happily watching as the slime villain eats him. Or somebody complaining about Aizawa and Izuku just casually referencing Oboro's death before he even processes what he's saying.

Also interesting is that there are a few other characters that could be drawn into Midoriya's orbit simply by how their quirks align with the Ceaseless Watcher. Shin Nemoto's Confession quirk for instance.]

The Terror, the Ecstasy, the Rage, the Sorrow, and the Revulsion, basically eldritch abomination forms of humanity's total collective fear, joy, anger, sadness, and disgust respectively. Though they're more Azathoth or Cthulhu like in that they're deep in the collective unconscious to really affect the world. Aspects of them does emerge and try to push and alter society and the world to be more of their liking.

It's still a cosmic horror since they're all excessive in the reality they wish to make real, to the detriment of sanity and normality. The Esctastic Flesh, for example, would try to remake the world into an eternal and endless orgy. Some aspects has bits of other the other Beasts in them.

So, for Izuku, the unknowing avatar of the Eyes-and-Ears, the Panopticon, the Watcher, the Observer, and all of its other names, not only is he the Fear of Being Watch, but also the Joy of Being Observed, the twin concepts of celebrity and observation, the Watcher and the Watched.

I imagine, if following more closely to the Magnus Archives, the ritual for this aspect would result in a world with no privacy, not even as a concept, where one can know everything about other people and vice versa.

[No not really. What you're describing sounds like it would starve the aspect to death. If everybody is being watched all the time, then that's just the new normal. No contrast means no visceral emotional response.]

I mean, some rituals seem to imply that being the case. Though I'm only looking at it from the Tv Tropes page.

The Dark wants a world where the concept of light itself is nonexistent though the Extinguished Sun.

Then again, I also say that this take on the Beholding is a mix between the Fear of Being Watched and the Joy of Being Watched and Voyeurism, so that might also mean that the resulting new world where there's no privacy and everyone is watching everyone else could be seen in both good, easy in becoming celebrities and famous, and bad, the idea of people shaming someone for what they did since it's seen by everyone.

EDIT: The 'shaming' thing sounds weak but it's rather effective in causing personal distress. I recall reading an article about the Amish cultural use of ostracizing people in the community. It's also rather blue-orange morality since one of the ostracized people was a woman who fought back against her tormentors. The tormentors didn't get punished, she did, for 'not forgiving her attackers'. In a world where everything is watched and known, the idea of being ostracized, blocked, and censored from people's perceptions is a very terrifying prospect.

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In his sleep, he dreamed. In his dreams, he ruled.

He ruled upon his people with a firm guiding hand, doing everything in his power to deal with his enemies discreetly while gathering the support of the people. For years he ruled while taking down those corrupt and malevolent to his rule, to his people, to his nation.

He watched his daughter grew up into a woman. A splitting image of Annette, he felt proud at her as she lead each advancement in the sciences with such meticulous focus. As he looked down upon the home world of his empire, his old reflection looked back on him, and the question of the succession returned to his mind. Emperor Daniel Hebert Zelevas thought about it deeply. He could use still theoretical Dust treatments to extend his life but it would still not answer the question of who will succeed him in the event of his death.

Kurt Sheredyn would rule with military might to protect the United Empire from the monstrous Cravers and the fanatical Vodyani. But he would also call for wars against the empire's friends just to unite the galaxy under his rule.

Emma Barnes would rule with the industrial might of the empire, to build greater and greater wonders in the empire's name. But she would easily be corrupted by the whispers of wealth and power the throne came with it, to make a return to the time that caused the exodus of the Pilgrims. An exodus that was difficult to undo.

Only one person would suffice to sit on the throne but the emperor worries for her. His daughter, a Hero of the empire ever since the freak accident with Dust, would rule with reason and knowledge, to make the empire recall their Mezari roots. But he hoped her time with that ragtag group didn't affected her too much.

"We have come to a decision." The Emperor said with a tone of authority as he walked into the meeting room. "We have chosen our successor. It shall be Taylor Hebert Zelevas. The scientific advances she will set forth will make the empire rise higher than the Sophons." The councilors nodded though some looked in annoyance at the decision. They will be dealt with later.

Kurt and his gold plated bodyguards stayed silent but the Emperor knew of his loyalty. He may not agree with some of the policies and choices but even he won't go against the greater military might that would come from each technological advancement.

Emma doesn't seem to care as she looked on the holographic projection talking about current trade routes in the marketplace.

Taylor, his little owl, looked in shock. On her skin is the glowing lines of dust that is forever a part of her, shifting into images of insects. She knelled before him.

"Rise our heir apparent. You shall do us proud in your duties to your emperor and the empire." The Emperor said.

"I will do my duty well, my emperor." Taylor replied as Danny waked up that morning with a smile on his face.

He cooked breakfast as Taylor ate and headed for school. He then headed down to the basement and looked on his hands as Dust glowed upon them. He placed his hands on the pieces of rusted metal from the Boat Graveyard, shifting and converting them into the finest titanium powered armor.

Whether or not it truly was a dream, the Emperor will have his United Empire.

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When Izuku was four, he started to feel something, something like a string. And, in the kindergarten's recess, he raised his hand at a chalk and pulled, thinking he got his mom's quirk. PLUCK

17: Fairy Battle - Summons a bunch of fairies that randomly pop up outside of cities in a flash of bright light to heal the nearest person.

There was a flash of light and it was beautiful. It looked like a swarm of glowing humanoid fairies flying in the air, sprinkling the kindergarten in glowing powder, healing any injuries and illnesses. The fairies then flew off in different directions.

"What the fuck was that!?" Kacchan shouted at the sight while the substitute teacher began choking. It later turned out that his lungs were completely cured of scarring from years of smoking.

Thinking it saw some illusion quirk, Izuku tried to pull the chalk to him again. PLUCK

18: Overprotective Dad - Hisashi Midoriya is now overly protective of his son, especially when it comes to his future dating life. (Now I'm tempted to make this a DFO story...)

Nothing but the weird plucking sound but that didn't mean he's not giving up. PLUCK

3: Combat Parkour - For 1 minute, Izuku has expert gymnastics skills.

"Izuku? Are you hearing that plucking noise?"

"N-not now Kacchan, I'm trying to use my quirk." PLUCK

10: Everyone Chasing You - For a day, people will chase after Izuku but only those that has one valid reason to chase after him.

"Are you doing that damn plucking!?"

"I-I don't know? I got the feeling I can pull something so I'm trying to test it out on the chalk over there." PLUCK

5: Gluttonous Pig - For an hour, a wild pig burst into the area and chase after Izuku.

Wild squeals was heard as a large fat pig ran into the field. Izuku screamed as the pig ran after him, chasing him while the teachers call for help and keep everyone else safe. Kacchan tries to stop the pig with his sparks but both Izuku and the pig seem to have the stamina to keep up running.

An hour later, after being caught by a hero and said hero chased after Izuku to try to calm him down, the pig disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

It took awhile before anyone connected the weird happenings at the kindergarten to Izuku Midoriya.

14: The Omniscient Council of Vagueness - For a week, a mysterious council of unknown individuals begins to communicate about Izuku Midoriya's power upon the world.

In the future, Nedzu would look back at that day with suspicion. During one whole week when he was asleep at night he found himself wearing a cloaked hood, a mask, and voice synthesizer in a dark candle lit room with other members of a council all talking about a young boy who's power would change the world and the need to keep an eye on him. The meetings ended after the seventh day but he kept his eye on the child, trying to figure out what made him important and why. He had a hunch that one of the other members of the so-called council was the one who gave everyone the files on young Midoriya and he dismissed it being a dream since he woke up with the dossier file with him. Whoever gathered everyone in their dreams somehow knew the dangers a young child might bring or dangers said child might stop.

5: The Illuminati - For an hour, the Illuminati exists to give details about Izuku to the OCV.

Little did he knew that no one in the council gathered the dossier file on Izuku. It was another mysterious organization that appeared and lasted for an hour before disappearing.

20: Creepily Long Arms - Izuku gains the ability to stretch his arms like rubber. It is disturbing to look at.

20: Newspaper Dating - Newspapers, e-newspapers, online news, and the like all date their publication issues and articles in a more noticeable way.

1: World in the Sky - For a minute, there are floating islands in the sky all over the Earth.

Izuku, on the other hand, kept on trying to pull at small objects. The day Izuku gained the power to stretch his arms and nearly gave his mother a heart attack at the sight was the day Inko called for an appointment to the family quirk doctor. It was also the day the world nearly collapse when gigantic floating rocks appeared in the sky all over the planet. It lasted for a minute before they all vanished into smoke. The social disorder and economic flash crash lasted much longer.

Needless to say, the doctor's appointment was moved two weeks later.

"Now then Izuku, can you tell me what you were trying to do when you got your quirk?" Dr. Tsubasa asked as he held back his fear at Izuku's stretched arms. There was something about them that seemed unnatural and he did plenty of things in his day. He released his held breath when Izuku pulled his arms back to normal length.

"Well, I was trying to pull at small objects like mama does."

Dr. Tsubasa nodded.

"And you ended up stretching your arms in the process. It sounds like a mutation quirk connected to your quirk Mrs. Midoriya."

"There was also the plucking." Izuku added.

"Plucking?"

"Yeah, it happens when I try to pull at stuff."

"Can you show me? Try pulling at the pen on the table."

Izuku nodded as he raised his hand at the pen and pulled. PLUCK

16: Plant Mooks - For 1 week, Izuku has the power to turn small plants into obedient minions. 

The potted cactus nearby started to shake and move, gaining a relatively humanoid form before it opened its eyes and stepped out of its pot.

"W-what the?" Dr. Tsubasa muttered at the sight as Inko moved to protect her baby boy from the cactusman. The being just stood there, looking at Izuku. Dr. Tsubasa used this to call for help. "Mrs. Midoriya, stay calm and try to get away. There might be a villain nearby that caused this."

Inko nodded as she lifted Izuku up to run. The cactus, thinking its master was being kidnapped, growled at Inko. The resulting screaming match between it and the Midoriyas made it more certain that its master was in trouble.

Inko screamed as she carried her son while running down the street, chased from a humanoid cactus. Terrified, Izuku wished for a hero to help save him and his mom, resulting in nearby bushes turning into more plant mooks. The resulting chaos needed a small group of heroes lead by Endeavor to save the day. It lasted for a week as the mysterious villain turned more and more plants into humanoid monsters in random areas of the city.

No one knew who caused the Week of Green as it would be known but most people suspected it was the work of an eco-terrorist.

17: Capcom Sequel Stagnation - There exist a recut/edited version of the All Might movie trilogy that is released in movie theaters.

After the insanity of the Week of Green, life began to calm down once more. As an act of good will, or a way to placate the masses, All Might's agency released the rumored recut versions of the original All Might trilogy movies.

Being such an All Might fan, Inko and Mitsuki brought their sons to all three viewings. It was a fun time as Izuku and Katsuki both whisper-argue at the differences in the recut versions from the originals.

17: No Backwards Compatibility in the Future - Said recuts only exist in DvD discs.

Izuku didn't care that the recut versions of the movies was made in practically ancient DvD discs and his mom told him that they won't buy an antique DvD player just to watch the movie. It did took a while but they eventually got the movies online. Izuku still bought the DvD discs with his dad's money since they're a complete collector's item that no self respecting fan shouldn't have.

14: Gospel Choirs Are Just Better - For a week, there's a bout of coincidences that results in periods of great momentous occasion to have gospel music in the background, either from a music player or by an actual group of gospel singers.

"There's that plucking again." Inko said as mother and son sat at a park bench that weekend after buying some ice cream from a stall nearby. Nearby a small group began practicing for an event at the church.

"It sounds nice to me, mama."

Inko chuckled as she gave her son the ice cream cone she was holding. It was a hot day at the park when the singers began to sing.

Oh happy day,

Oh happy day,

The two listened to the tune, focused more on the harmony than on the lyrics. Mostly due to Izuku too young to learn English and Inko was a bit rusty on the language. But the music was calming and peaceful in its own way.

When Jesus washed,

When Jesus washed,

They didn't noticed a man in a suit walking to them, just outside their vision.

Jesus washed,

Washed my sins away,

The man sat down next to them. Inko her head and froze. He smiled back at her and patted Izuku on the head.

Oh happy day,

Oh happy day,

"It's been too long." Hisashi said as Inko started to cry.

When Jesus washed,

Jesus washed,

"You should have told me you were coming to visit us." Inko cried as she hugged her husband.

When Jesus washed,

Washed my sins away,

He returned her hug and hugged Izuku, ice cream on his suit be damned.

"It was a surprise dear. I'm not visiting. Finally got my work abroad in order. I'm staying."

HE TAUGHT ME HOW!

TO WATCH, FIGHT AND PRAY!

"P-papa?" Izuku asked as he looked at the man.

FIGHT AND PRAY!

AND LIVE REJOICING EVERY, EVERYDAY!

"Yes son, it's me, your papa. It's been too long since I last saw you Izuku."

OH HAPPY DAY!

OH HAPP Y DAY!

Izuku dropped his ice cream, cried, and hugged his long absent father.

WHEN JESUS WASHED!

WHEN JESUS WASHED!

The three simply hugged and cried at their family finally reunited.

MY SINS AWWWAAAYYY!

OH HAPPY DAY!

When they stopped crying, the three decided to celebrate as a family at a fancy restaurant.

Hisashi ended up working from home, turning one spare room into a home office as well as becoming a stay home house husband. Because of that, it freed Inko more time to do her thing, taking up college courses she missed for her degree.

Izuku, of course, wanted to show his dad his quirk, as well as the odd plucking sound that happened when he tried to pull without using his hands.

15: Trash of the Titans - For a week, the house gets covered in trash that doesn't seem to end despite attempts at cleaning.

A complete avalanche of filth and trash filled the house from the windows. Hisashi grabbed Izuku as they ran out of the house and called the police for illegal quirk use against his property. Izuku was crying the whole time cause now his All Might collection was ruined by the trash that filled up the house. Inko drove back as fast as she could when she heard the news. She was happy to see her family safe.

The house was closed and placed under investigation while the Midoriyas lived with the Bakugous for a while. For one week, it was a mystery at how much the trash seemed to fill back up despite attempts at cleaning. Then, when the week was passed, whatever quirk caused the refilling of trash stopped and it became easier to clean up the mess. The damages still cost a lot to repair, fumigate, and renovate, however.

Hisashi wanted to sue whoever did it but the trail went cold. The investigation went nowhere. And so he took the matter to his own hand.

17: Arrested for Heroism - Hisashi gets arrested for an act of heroism. It is proven without a doubt that it was him.

While in the middle of his investigation for the cause of the colossal trash pile up in the Midoriya home, Hisashi was caught in a robbery. He would had stayed quiet had Izuku didn't enter the store.

Too terrified for his son's safety, Hisashi blew fire at the robbers and tackled at them, inadvertently stopping the robbery.

In the end, he was arrested for illegal quirk use. He comforted his son as he cried. The police allowed them this moment before Hisashi would be sent away. Izuku wanted to pull his dad close for a hug, but he did it while rubbing his eyes from the tears. PLUCK

4: The Reveal - In a minute, Hisashi accidentally takes Izuku's quirk but manages to return it.

Hisashi patted his son's head to calm him down, only to feel the telltale pull of a quirk. He managed to return it in time before he entered the police car while Inko and the Bakugous arrived.

As the police car drove away, Izuku raised his hand at the car. PLUCK

11: A Mind Is a Terrible Thing to Read - For a day, Izuku starts to hear people's thoughts. They're not good thoughts, especially from strangers.

Izuku gripped his head in pain as he started to hear whispers from the crowd around him. All whispering about his dad, at how he's going to prison forever for breaking the law, at how much of a crybaby he is.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Izuku shouted as he cried. Inko carried him as everyone was getting worried for his health.

It was during the check up  in the hospital that things started to make sense. When the doctor noticed the mention of a plucking sound before he started to hear people's thoughts and asked if Izuku could do it again. He agreed. PLUCK

3: Military Superhero - For a minute, a military trained superhero pops up in the doctor's office.

"Excuse me, but where am I?" a man appeared in what looked like a red, white, and blue hero outfit and spoke in English. A look around and he repeated the same question in accented Japanese.

"A-a hospital in Japan sir," Inko answered, "You appeared in the middle of my son's check up."

"A check up? That is a strange moment to be called-" the man disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"C-can you do pluck again Izuku? I think I have an idea on what your quirk really is." the doctor asked. Izuku nodded. PLUCK

18: No Ontological Inertia - Any damages caused by Izuku's temporary power or summons undo themselves once the time ran out.

"Hmm, nothing. Again?"

PLUCK

8: Face on the Cover - For 1 hour, a collection of vinyl records, album CDs, and the like appear, all with the same 'singer's face on the cover' design.

A bunch of records appeared on the floor, all from around the world and in different periods of history. The Beatles, David Bowie, Gorillaz, and more, all with someone's face on the cover design.

"Again."

PLUCK

6: 555 - For 1 hour, a bunch of US business cards whose numbers start at 555 appears.

Another pile appeared. This time business cards written in English.

"One more, please."

PLUCK

11: Parallel Porn Titles - For 1 day, a bunch of porn merchandise versions of heroes appear.

The next pile that appeared was something Izuku didn't manage to see properly given that his mother covered up his eyes as fast as she could.

"Mama?"

"Uh, it's not something you should see sweetie." Inko quickly replied.

'Who comes up with those titles and cover pictures? Milking the Monster? Fur Against Fang? Disguised in Drag? Wait, is that Hisashi in a dress!? Wait, my son can hear my thoughts!'

"Izuku, sweetie, uh, the third pile is uh, are things only adults can have. Can you close your eyes while the nurses get the stuff out?"

"Okay mama."

There was a sound of things being picked up and placed somewhere else.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now." Inko said and Izuku opened his eyes.

"Well, with that out of the way, I think I have an idea what your son's actual quirk really is." the doctor started.

"His, actual quirk?"

"Yes, it's the plucking sound. From what we saw, Izuku seemed to pull objects from thin air, perhaps even quirks given the stretching arms quirk. It seems to be random as well. He would need to be adaptable given what might get summoned."

"So the plucking is my quirk? C-can I test it?"

"Sweetie, you've been pulling a lot by now."

"Just one more, to prove it."

"As long as it comes out okay. The previous pulls were simple objects." the doctor said. 

"I'll be careful." Izuku said as he pulled. PLUCK

8: Creepy Cockroach - For 1 hour, a giant dog sized cockroach is summoned. Said cockroach has an aura of fear around it.

Everyone was screaming at the sight of a giant cockroach that appeared in the doctor's office. The doctor used her quirk at it, killing it with a blast of pesticide from her hand and a good stomping with a standing light for good measure.

Izuku apologized but it was okay. no one could have expected that. The doctor told them to update his quirk record while telling Izuku to pluck less, just in case something bad might happen from it.

That night, the albums, cockroach remains, and the business cards long disappeared into smoke and after Izuku went to bed, Inko went to watch the 21st century movie Disguised in Drag with his husband on the cover. It was hilarious as she ignored the question of how and why it existed and focused on the fact that her husband looked good in a slinky red dress, makeup, and high heels, in a flamboyant gay guy sort of way.

"I am so copying this movie!" she laughed to herself as she watched Hisashi trying to seduce the hard boiled female detective and her male partner with a feathered boa after his lounge singer act.

Hisashi, on the other hand, felt a chill ran up his spine for reasons unknown.

Chapter Text

Ever since Izuku could remember, he had the same dream. Not all the time but enough to feel like it was something he returned to from time to time. He was big and grand in a strange sense, as if he was bigger in different dimensions beyond those he knew and experienced. He was surrounded by bubbles, or things that looked like bubbles. By his movements, he created turbulent gusts around himself, changing things, moving bubbles, creating eddies upon the blind void that he could see in senses that were not exactly eyes. He swam and glided upon the void, laughing at the feeling of being at something like a water filled ball pit.

In some dreams, he met other beings in the void, beings like him he instinctively knew, his siblings. He watched the Maker-of-Planes passive glides as it made new seed bubbles, doing nothing else, where he pushed the seed bubbles into deeper pockets of the void which he found some annoyance at how he had to do the work in spreading the bubbles. He watched the Fighter-Against-Entropy fix long popped bubbles, turning them back into new seed bubbles into the void. He watched the Scribe-of-Histories analyze the bubbles that were ready to pop to learn everything within the bubbles before whatever was in them disappeared, to be used in new seed bubbles for new things. He watched the Popper-of-Bubbles popping bubbles in its gliding, which he found annoying for the empty void lost its fun without the bubbles.

Then, in one dream, he heard a call. It was strange to hear but in the dream he was too busy playing with a cluster of bubbles to bother looking for it. He dreamed that he would ask his siblings when he meet them once more. But he only met the Maker-of-Planes in his wandering. His other siblings seemingly vanished.

The dreams after that felt lonely. In time, he started to look into the bubbles and found that they're more than bubbles of incandescent colors in the void. They were like snow globes, with tiny places and tiny people doing their own things. Wanting a new game, he pulled in the bubble and watched how things in the bubble change and shift, taking new colors and forms.

He wondered if this was what Scholar-of-Worlds was doing, watching the bubbles in its analysis. He wondered if he did more than just reading the things in the bubbles. He was not like his sibling. He was not passive in his observation. He was the Turbulence-of-the-Spheres. He meddled and toyed with the bubbles and the things in the bubbles to see where they'll go.

Then, in one dream, another call. Again he ignored it. He was at the center of the void, too busy in pushing the bubble from the center and putting one of his old favorite bubbles in its place, pulled from his hiding place where he kept his favorite bubbles away from the sensing face of the Disperser-of-Existence. He then pulled his will in the bubble, beginning a new shift to the beings within it.

But then he heard it. The screams of the Memory-Eternal and of the Consumer-of-Planes. The feeling from the Reviver-of-the-End to wait for her return in his mind. She looked both familiar and strange in that thought. Angelic but he knew her form was not that.

Were they playing a new game? A game without him?

And so the Frayer-of-Fate swam to the source of the screams in the void.

He soon found himself looking at a bubble after a century of gliding. He looked into the bubble and found the influence of the Repository-of-Realities, of the Waster-of-Worlds, and of the Custodian-of-Continuation within.

They were in the bubble?

That was possible?

So many thoughts seemed to flow and overlap in his dreaming mind, then a thought pop in his mind. He could play in the bubbles fully. He could take part of the games in his favorite bubbles. He swam away, leaving his siblings play their game. He swam in the void, not noticing bubbles that should have popped turning monochrome and grey, their incandescence fading. He swam pass the seed bubbles that were making the same designs and patterns as older bubbles. He swam pass the bubbles that were turning malignant without anyone popping them. All he thought was the idea of playing in his favorite bubble, one he kept safe for billions and billions of years.

He then reached the central bubble after a century of swimming in the void.

He caressed the bubble, looking in it one last time to see what has changed and found it good.

Then he plunged into the bubble.

And Izuku woke up in his fourth birthday, memories of his dreams fading like blind eternal mist from his small mind.

All he could feel was the urge to pull beginning to grow.

And so, during recess in kindergarten, he pulled, thinking he got his mom's attraction quirk.

PLUCK

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14: Samut, the Tested (Red-Green, Amonkhet Remastered #257) - For a day, Samut from post-Devestation Amonkhet appears.
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He felt the mix of flames and of plants, of the interconnectedness of the world and of the feeling of emotional freedom, of the very sense of authenticity, as a dark skinned pro hero in what looked like her Ancient Egyptian inspired costume appeared in red and green light, in front of the can of soda he was testing his quirk on.

She looked around, curved swords drawn before she sighed in relief and sheathing them when she realized she was in a kindergarten playground and not in danger. She then looked at Izuku.

"Child," she said in a strangely accented but fluent Japanese. "Where am I? What plane is this?"

"Uh, Earth? Uh, miss, did you used your teleportation quirk badly? There's no plane nearby. You're in a kindergarten, not an airport." Izuku managed to say. He doesn't know why but the woman felt both fun and dangerous at the same time. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she was a pro hero he hasn't heard of before.

Before she could answer, a teacher went to help the woman as well as made her leave the kindergarten for the safety of the children. He could have sworn she glanced at him before she left.

After that situation fixed itself, Izuku returned to looking at his can of soda and once again tried to pull it to him.

PLUCK

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8: Shark Token (Blue, Ikoria: Lair of the Behemoths Token #7) - For an hour, a flying shark with spikes appears.
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He felt water, the sea, the very concept of thought, as a shark with spikes appear in blue light in front of him.

Izuku screamed and ran for safety as said spiked shark flew into the air for a hunt. Luckily for everyone, said flying spiky shark was killed by a sudden stabbing of a curved blade and it fell to the ground with a thud. The dark skinned woman from before simply walked to the dead shark to retrieve her sword, ignoring some of the teachers thanking her, and walked to Izuku.

"Child, what sort of magic do you possess?" she asked him.

"Magic? Oh, you mean quirk? I don't know, I was testing if I had my mom's quirk, attract small objects, but it's not going well."

"Perhaps that is not the type of magic you have." she said before pointing at an empty spot. "I sensed your magic pulling upon the world, try pulling from nothing."

'Pulling from nothing?' Izuku said with curiosity but he raised his hand at the empty spot and pulled once more.

PLUCK

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12: Voice of Truth (White, Nemesis #25) - For a day, an angel with a Zone of Truth effect when in the air appears.
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He felt light, the plains, the very concept of law and order, as a woman with dark hair, white wings, a white dress, and a sword appears in white light in front of him. She gave off a sense of truth and honesty, of the idea of telling truth, as she looked around confused before flapping her wings and flew off.

"You're a summoner, it appears." she said with worry. "I sensed your magic. It felt strange, ancient and powerful. Child, be careful with your power. There are things in the multiverse that is much more dangerous to your plane should you summon them by accident."

He would have asked what she meant by that but by then the police arrived to deal with the spiky shark carcass and brought the woman for questioning. Class returned with little fanfare beyond congratulating Izuku for discovering his quirk. Though the warnings of the woman seemed to echo in him. He couldn't help but feel that she was right to worry.

He later watched the news of the winged woman being arrested for illegal quirk use by flying in the air and suspected illegal quirk use on the Diet to force politicians to tell the truth. The resulting shocks from some forced-to-be-honest politicians before they realized what was going on made headlines and a few resignations. The mysterious winged woman, by then nicknamed as the vigilante Candor, disappeared the next day in a flash of white light while in prison.

Izuku never did learn of the pro hero who helped him figure out his quirk. Though he kept her warning close to heart.

He did wonder if she was also a summon of his when he remembered the events of that day.

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There are many kinds of infinity. Just as there is an infinity between 0 and 1, there is an infinity in space and time, a fractal web of possibility, a multiverse. And just as there are infinite realities in one multiverse, there are infinite multiverses, such a size is almost impossible to comprehend for everyday people living out their lives, just as it is incomprehensible for an amoeba to understand the details of how galaxies interact. But like how one cell interacts with another, one multiverse could interact with another.

Perhaps it was how it truly went, perhaps not. How could we understand beings who live through many kalpa like we live through the days of a year?

But it all happened all the same.

Izuku Midoriya was a quirkless middle schooler when, for reasons unknown, was Gifted...

On that fateful afternoon, right before All Might jumped in to save the two boys from the slime villain, Izuku exploded into a pillar of golden light.

In both a moment and eternity, Izuku found himself facing a towering golden man. The man had an empty eye socket, a hole on his chest, and twenty four arms, two of which was holding a stone bowl. Izuku glanced at the stone bowl and found himself silent in shock. It was a world. He couldn't help but mutter out his analysis of the bowl, at the specks of white that had to be clouds, the greens of nature and the blues of water, the vastness of it all was impossible for it had to be a surface area thousands of times greater than the Earth's.

The golden man stayed silent yet Izuku felt his intentions deep within him, within his very soul.

A Gift was given that afternoon, an exception to the laws of existence as anyone knew it.

When the light faded, Izuku felt everything through a new sense. In a moment of silence at the sight, he looked around and felt his surroundings. He felt the aspect of Fire from Kacchan and the flames, the aspect of Wind from the sky, the aspect of Water from the pro hero Backdraft in putting out the flames, even the aspect of Malevolence from the slime villain.

The moment passed as the slime villain returned to his assault.

Going by instinct, Izuku pulled at the basic energies around him and let it all flow through his hands, hoping for the best. A blast of energy came out, hitting the slime villain and hitting him away from Kacchan. He felt the energies of the area in front of him being a mess, while the slime villain and Kacchan were alright, he felt the aspects of the floor a mix of things it shouldn't have. Anger, Viscosity, even Honor. He hoped it would fade in time before it caused an issue somehow but he was too lost in analyzing the scene before him to notice the slime villain from rising up for an attack. But All Might interfered and ultimately ended the confrontation.

Izuku didn't notice the sights and sounds afterwards. His body was tuning everything and everyone out as he looked around the world and at people with his new sense, trying to understand it all.

He automatically headed home before he he saw a bright light in front of him emanating various aspects of Damage and Decline. His urge to help caused him to ran at the figure and once again used his new power. By the touch of his hand, he tried to heal the light, take away the deliberating aspects from the form. He didn't notice the light was shaking him a bit.

"- Midoriya?" All Might's voice finally came through to him.

"W-wha- A-All Might? S-sorry, I was distracted."

"That's what I was wondering about, young Midoriya. That pillar of light and your actions against the slime villain."

"O-oh, right, sorry." he said, looking at the image of All Might mixed with the glow of the aspects from him. There was a lot of them.

"Young Midoriya?"

"S-sorry! I, uh, I think I was gifted a quirk?" Izuku said as he closed his eyes and looked away to focus on the conversation.

"I'm sorry?"

"Yeah, for a moment? I think? It felt longer than a moment. But yeah, I found myself facing a guy with golden skin, a hole in his chest, missing an eye, with many arms holding a planet in the form of a stone bowl. Aum. It felt that his name is Aum. He didn't say anything though but I felt what he wanted me to know? It was surreal. But I felt he was giving me a Gift-" All Might blinked a few times in confusion at how that word seemed to have a weight to it, "- and the next thing I knew, I got a quirk? I... I'm not sure it is a quirk actually." Izuku then looked at his hands. "I can see? no, sense, I can sense energy? No, aspects, I can sense the aspects of things now. I can control them. It... flows. It flows like water, in a way but it's also in everything. For example, I can sense the aspects in you, All Might. You're hurt, a lot. I... I think I could help heal but now that I think of it, it might be too much for me to do, sorry."

"My boy, do you need someone to help you deal with this change? Someone to mentor you through all this?" All Might said, his voice sounding thoughtful.

"W-what!?" Izuku exclaimed in shock. "I don't want to be a bother!"

"Nonsense!" All Might said with a grin. "It is in fact the reason why I was looking for you. I lost sight on what heroism was but, by your actions, I was reminded. Just as I was took up by my old mentor, I wish to mentor you to be the hero you can be."

Izuku's eyes widen at that statement.

"You asked me if a quirkless person could be a hero and I gave you the wrong answer out of fear for your health and safety. But it was your actions that reminded me why I became a hero when I was quirkless. Young Midoriya, you can be a hero. Whether or not this development is a quirk or something more, I will help mentor you as best as I can do."

Izuku began to cry as he silently hugged All Might. All Might could only smile at the soft feeling that seemed to emanate from the young man. Until Izuku stopped in realization and looked at All Might with wide eyes of shock.

"Wait, 'when I was quirkless'? Is that a reason what I could sense a lot of aspects in you All Might?"

"C-crap, uh, that's a secret young Midoriya. And what do you mean sense a lot of aspects?" All Might asked, hoping it would distract that line of questioning.

"I can sense a lot of aspects within you. Travel, Wind, Strength, Death but not connected to the Damage and Decline ones, Mind? Minds? No... shadows..." Izuku said with a rather unnerving stare at All Might like he was seeing through him. Izuku then looked down at All Might's shadow. "... you have multiple shadows. Oh, uh, I think they're freaking out since I could see them? One of them, a woman with a cape judging from the silhouette-"

"Young Midoriya." All Might said in a serious tone. "As much as this is interesting to learn about, I want you to keep this secret. I think. I think you're seeing my late mentor. How I'm not sure but the fact that she's still with me after all these years..." All Might took a deep breath. "Young Midoriya, I want to mentor you and given what your abilities are revealing, I believe you might be seen as the next glowing child that started this era of quirks. I'll reveal my secrets to you given you're seeing them through ways I can't understand but you need to hide this as a quirk of some kind. I know of a place to meet again to talk about this privately. Dagobah Beach. Let's continue this until then after your classes perhaps. I can see that you'll make for a world changing hero at the very least."

"R-right. It's getting late." Izuku said as he begun heading home. "Oh, All Might, thank you, for believing in me."

"No young Midoriya," All Might said with a grin. "I should be thanking you for wanting to help others no matter what held you back."

Izuku could only ran, holding back the urge to cry once more.

Chapter Text

The screen showed a normal looking class 1-A waving at the camera.

“H-hi everyone!” Izuku said as he entered the scene. “I’m Midoriya Izuku and this is class 1-A’s full feature film for the UA cultural festival.”

“Hey! Zuku! Quit hogging the spotlight!” a surprisingly friendly and casual Bakugou shouted behind him.

“S-sorry Kacchan!” Izuku said as he turned the camera at the class.

“We hope you all enjoy the film!” Tenya said with a raised hand.

“We did a lot of work in making it.” Hakagure said with a grin as she flipped her hair, showing off her model appearance.

“A lot of sweat and tears, I say.” a rather tall and curly haired Mineta said.

“We all did our part.” a two armed Shoji said.

“Oh come on, ya ninja otaku,” Kaminari said, “You and the occult otaku loved being in the film crew than acting.”

“Ironic at how that went, the class chuunibyous not wanting to be in the spotlight.” a normal eared Jiro said.

“Midoriya’s script would have made us memorize too many lines. We’re both better suited to support the film in the shadows.” a goth looking human Tokoyami said.

“Now you’re just making excuses. I had to go through a full body makeup for my role in the film.” a tanned and hornless Mina said.

“Well, we’re also thankful for the various teachers, staff, our schoolmates, family members, and neighbors that decided to take part of the creation of the film.” Yaoyorozu said with a bow to the camera.

Everyone then bowed to the camera.

“Thank you for all your help!”

The camera then faced Izuku as the bow ended.

“And enjoy the show.” he said with a grin.

The screen turns black.

UA CLASS 1-A

PRESENTS

A PLUS ULTRA

PRODUCTIONS

YOUR VILLAINOUS

ACADEMIA

ACT I

THESIS

Scene 1 - A top down view of a city.

MIDORIYA

(voiceover) Some two hundred years ago, superpowers appeared in the world. It plunged the world into chaos before the rise of hero society brought stability back into the world. In each generation, superpowers grew in both strength and numbers. Nowadays, one out of five humans alive are born without powers.

(Explosions then rocked various places in the city.)

MIDORIYA

(voiceover) Us powerless are ignored at best, stigmatized and discriminated at worst. We’re weaklings, throwbacks to humanity’s so-called next step of evolution, extras to be forgotten in this new age of superpowered heroics. Where one’s power determines one’s place in this… heroic hierarchy.

(The camera then pulled back, into a dark room lit

by many screens showing the devastation

and the villains committing their crimes.)

MIDORIYA

(voiceover) Already, extremists called for total breakdown of the old world, to truly usher in their purist utopia. But they have forgotten old truths. Humanity existed for some hundreds of thousands years, civilization for tens of thousands. Superpowers only came in for two hundred. They ignore that history in their peril.

(Camera turns to face the man sitting, watching

the screens. It slowly rises up to his face. He wore

formal pants, black gloves, a rolled up white shirt,

and a black vest. A malevolent grin adorned

his freckled face and curly hair.)

URARAKA

(from the side) You’re not getting away with this.

MIDORIYA

Man has killed man since the beginning of time. Why should the future be any different?

(MIDORIYA then stands up. He turns around to face her.)

MIDORIYA

But I’m sure you’re curious. Let me tell you how I, little ol’ powerless Deku, became the greatest super villain the world has ever seen.

(The camera then turns to reveal a bound URAVITY

looking at him in a mix of sorrow and fear. By her

sides are DEKU’s generals, SHIGARAKI and OVERHAUL.)

End Scene 1

Scene 2 - Months ago, UA dorms

(Bakugou Katsuki, the hero DYNAMIGHT, looked

uneasily at the missing person poster on his

hands. He tacked it back on the cork board. The

grinning face of his childhood friend looked back, though

he knew he wasn’t much of a friend to him for years.)

MISSING

MIDORIYA IZUKU

(Flashback montage begins here with a filter effect

and darkened edges to give a visual clue. First flashback

shows a young Bakugou and Izuku. They’re both on a

stream with Izuku giving him a helping hand to Bakugou.)

BAKUGOU

(Angry) Shut up Deku! I don’t need your powerless ass to help me! (Swats Izuku’s hand away.)

(Second flashback shows the two in middle school. Izuku’s

on his desk, trying to hide. Each word shouted makes him tremble.)

CHORUS

Deku! Freak! Weirdo! Useless! Worthless! Throwback! Deku! Deku! Deku!

(Bakugou explodes his hand next to the desk, making Izuku

sit up properly in sorrow and terror at his former friend.)

BAKUGOU

You wanted to go to UA!? You!? A powerless freak!? (grabs his notebook and skims it) Stalking people again Deku!?

MIDORIYA

I-I might help with power analysis-

BAKUGOU

Analysis!? No one wants your sorry powerless ass anywhere near UA’s hero program! They also don’t want a wannabe villain’s stalker notes in it! (throws the notebook out of the window with an explosion.)

(Bakugou then walks away to the

classroom exit. He then stops to face Izuku.)

If you wanted to be a hero so much, leap off the building. You’ll do everyone a favor! The gene pool gets cleaned up of your mistake of a life, you’ll save your parents their money’s worth, and you’ll get a power in your next life. (Bakugou walks away, leaving behind a crying Izuku.)

(Third flashback shows Midoriya Inko

crying while holding a stack of posters.)

INKO

(crying) I-I’m sure you could help in the search! Katsuki, please! I know it’s sudden. You just got out of the hospital from the slime villain attack, but my Izuku, my baby boy… (Inko then sobs onto Katsuki’s chest, his face in shock and withheld guilt. Camera focuses on his face.)

BAKUGOU

(whispers) I didn’t mean it.

(End flashback montage as Kirishima, RED RIOT, enters.)

KIRISHIMA

Bakubro! Come on! The bus to the USJ is waiting outside! (stops at the sight of Bakugou looking at the cork board) Oh. I’m sorry man.

BAKUGOU

Don’t be, Shitty Hair. (turns to face him) Come on, we don’t want to be late for the field trip.

(Exit Bakugou and Kirishima.)

End Scene 2

Scene 3 - USJ

Events appear to repeat themselves up to the appearance to the villains, with one notable difference.

(Bakugou looks in shock as DEKU enters the scene.)

BAKUGOU

(mutters) Deku?

SHIGARAKI

Where’s All Might?

IZUKU

(sighs) I told you, Shigaraki, we’re still level 1. Can’t expect us to speed run the final boss even with a cheat. (turns at the heroes, especially at Bakugou, with a malevolent grin) What we can do, at least, is damage the produce, physically and psychologically. Can’t sell the next generation of heroes to the public if they’re too broken to be useful.

(The heroes and villains get teleported around. Scenes of

fighting in the various zones happen in the

process. Focus is put on Bakugou and Izuku.)

BAKUGOU

(angry) Where the hell did you went!? Your mother’s worried! And since when did you became a villain!?

MIDORIYA

I decided to take your words to heart, Kacchan. Society said I can’t be a hero. You, our teachers, our classmates, my dad left me the moment the doctor said I’m powerless, my mom didn’t support me at all beyond the basic care society expected of her, not even ALL MIGHT himself supported me and he said that I should be realistic, to my face. Wonder if he knew that most powerless people rarely pass their thirties in this country.

(The two begin to fight, with Izuku in the

advantage for knowing Bakugou’s moves.)

(smug satisfaction) Always starting with such predictable moves. Path of least resistance I guess.

(DEKU then knee jabs DYNAMIGHT in the stomach.)

(whispers) Don’t worry. I’m saving you for last. No one’s going to die today.

(The CHORUS then scream all around.)

(DEKU grins as he walks away to a portal) There are fates worst than death, Kacchan, and I will let you experience it all. You know what they say, payback is a bitch.

(Exit DEKU.)

End Scene 3

Scene 4 - 1-A classroom

(Aizawa stands in front of the class all covered in bandages.)

AIZAWA

The hero-in-training Grape Juice has withdrawn from the hero program.

(Camera focuses on Bakugou with

silhouettes of other people around him.)

CHORUS

Hey, have you heard? A hero student left the program.

AIZAWA

(voiceover) It is an unfortunate thing but his parents have been compensated for their trouble.

CHORUS

I heard he got (male voice) flayed, (female voice) scalped, (both genders) denailed. (beat) How weak.

AIZAWA

(voiceover) Because of the USJ Incident, there’s now an opening for class 1-A.

CHORUS

(female voice) One less thing to worry about. (male voice) Survival of the fittest is the key. (both genders) Wealth and fame just within our reach!

AIZAWA

(voiceover) And that opening is filled.

CHORUS

(male voice) Already? (female voice) Already! (both genders) They won’t last long. Not like me.

AIZAWA

(voiceover) I want you to welcome your new classmate, Mind Blank.

(Enter Shinsou. Camera turns to have him and

Bakugou face each other, surrounded by the silhouettes.)

SHINSOU

(smirks) I’m Mind Blank, nice to meet you. I heard many things about you Dynamight.

CHORUS

Bully! Freak! Monster! Villain! Villain! Villain!

SHINSOU

Rumor has it, you were that villain Deku’s close childhood friend.

End Scene 4

The film continues, roughly playing out a summarized sequence of events building up to the sports festival.

Scene XX - League of Villains bar/base

Izuku finds himself as the unifying voice among the various groups of villains.

(SHIGARAKI, STAIN, KUROGIRI, DABI, BATHORY,

OVERHAUL, TWICE, ALL FOR ONE as a voice over, and

other villains stare at Izuku. Some supportive,

others curious, a few in shock and pity.)

OVERHAUL

I didn’t realize how the world has crushed the powerless.

STAIN

The system is rotten to the core.

ALL FOR ONE

(voice over) I know you declined my offer of giving you a quirk, child. But tell me, what is it you’re after?

MIDORIYA

(deep breath) I want justice.

(‘Where is the Justice’ music from the English concept

album of the Death Note musical begins to play.)

Where is the justice

When the guilty all go free?

Why don't we lock them up

And throw away the key?

ALL FOR ONE

I see a young man's anger burning in your eyes

MIDORIYA

What you see is my impatience

With your noble compromise

(Izuku then points at the images of heroes

all lined up with ALL MIGHT in the lead.)

Show me what's right about

The wrongs that we allow

Real people need to feel

Protected here and now

(Izuku points at the images of devastation and collateral

damage from overkill heroics, using

powers at purse thieves and shop lifters.)

This whole damn system’s broken way beyond repair

It's just law not law and order

Not much good and seldom fair

(Izuku opens his hands at DABI and BATHORY.)

DABI

Laws are made for everyone

We're treated all the same

MIDORIYA

Till a lawyer's tricks can fix the blame

(Images of the Todoroki Fuyumi dressed as her

mom being pulled away in a straight jacket.)

What about the victims

Waiting for some justice

How can we turn away and say

That's just the way things are

(Images of powerless people being pelted by

superpower extremists with rotten fruit and hateful signs.)

What about the fam'lies

Hiding in their houses

All of them afraid to walk the streets at night

With all their doors locked tight

(Images of Midoriya Inko crying by herself,

holding the missing person poster.)

Tell me where is the justice

If there's any justice

ALL FOR ONE

Your simple arguments

Have all been made before

The world's not black and white

The choice not "either-or"

(Izuku then faces the intercom.)

MIDORIYA

Perhaps it's time

We drain the color from it then

Till we're back to seeing black and white

And wrong and right again

ALL FOR ONE

Overwrought pronouncements

Won't improve the paradigm

MIDORIYA

Till lawyers cutting deals becomes a crime

(Aldera faculty and students covering

Inko’s crying eyes, ears, and mouth.)

Let the corporations

Make the regulations

(RE-DESTRO shakes the hands of Momo

dressed up as her mom in a business suit.)

And hold no one accountable

When everything goes wrong

(Images of people being labeled as villains, with their

crimes below their pictures, some of them are just ‘existing’,

‘whistle blower’. ‘a mutant’, and even ‘powerless’.)

Let the rich and famous

Get away with murder

(Bakugou smirking as he leaves behind a terrified Izuku.

It’s a different perspective of the flashback scene.)

Every time a high-priced

Mouth-piece starts to talk

His client gets to walk

(Images of various heroes being acquitted,

next to images of the crimes they did.)

Tell me where is the justice

If there's any justice

(Izuku stands up on a table around the captivated

crowd. The camera spins, focused on Izuku.)

CHORUS

Tell me where

MIDORIYA

Where is the justice

CHORUS

Tell me where

MIDORIYA

For all the victims

CHORUS

Tell me where

MIDORIYA

Where is the justice

What good is law that can't

Punish those who break it

(RE-DESTRO talking to his lieutenants, who are holding

anti-powerless signs, some of them are heroes.)

BATHORY

The politicians

Make their speeches all day long

While judges pushing pencils

Mostly get it wrong

(Buff ALL MIGHT standing tall with his grin. The image then

shift to his weaker form walking away from a battered Izuku.)

STAIN

Instead of loopholes

For the laws to fall between

Let some good old-fashioned pay-back

Grease the wheels of the machine

MIDORIYA

Isn't everybody sick to death of all this stuff

Can't we all stand up and say enough

(Izuku pants as everyone look at him in silence before,

one by one, everyone begins to chant at him.)

CHORUS

Justice, justice, justice, now is time for justice

MIDORIYA

Listen to the fam'lies

Hiding in their houses

All of them afraid to walk the streets at night

With all their doors locked tight

We must give them their justice

(Powerless children crying as they ran

away from RE-DESTRO’s followers.)

EVERYONE

Where is the justice

MIDORIYA

We owe them some justice

EVERYONE

Where is the justice

Where is the justice

(Izuku turns to the camera and grins a malevolent grin.)

End Act I

Cast of Characters

Midoriya Izuku as Deku

Bakugou Katsuki as Dynamight

Uraraka Ochaco as Uravity

Iida Tenya as Ingenium

Kirishima Eijiro as Red Riot

Ashido Mina as Pinky

Yaoyorozu Momo as Creati

Sero Hanta as Cellophane

Todoroki Shouto as Celsius

Shinsou Hitoshi as Mind Blank

Togata Mirio as Lemillion

Todoroki Fuyumi as Mrs. Fuyuki

Chisaki Eriko as Eri

Aizawa Shouta as Eraserhead

Hizashi Yamada as Present Mic

Kayama Nerumi as Midnight

Yagi Toshinori as All Might (civilian)

Yagi Hironori as All Might (hero)

Koda Koji voiced as Nedzu

Shirakumo Oboro as Kurogiri

Midoriya Hisashi as All For One

Shimura Tenko as Shigaraki Tomura

Todoroki Touya as Dabi

Toga Himiko as Bathory

Akaguro Chizome as Stain

Chisaki Kai as Overhaul

Bubaigawara Jin as Twice

Sako Atsuhiro as Mr Compress

Yotsubashi Rikiya as Re-Destro

Screenplay written by Midoriya Izuku

Special effects by Kaminari Denki, and Mineta Minoru

Background sounds by Jiro Kyoka

Ambient music by the Jamming Way band duo (Kaminari Denki and Jiro Kyoka)

Lighting by Aoyama Yuga, and Tokoyami Fumikage

Makeup by Hagakure Toru, and Bakugou Mitsuki

Costumes by Hagakure Toru, Bakugou Masaru, Yaoyorozu Momo, and Ashido Mina

Camera work by Ojiro Mashirao, Sato Rikido, and Shoji Mezo

Puppet work by Shinsou Hitoshi

Equipment by Hatsume Mei