9I nodded as I took the paper back and slid it my bag. We chatted for what remained of the class until the bell rang. As everyone made their way back to the dorms, Aizawa, Nezu and Present Mic walked in. "Fuma, can we have a moment?" The animal principle asked as I sat at a desk.

"I don't have a choice?" I asked, Aizawa simply shook his head. "Is this about the test Present Mic gave me?"

"Yes, we have had a suspicion for a while now. Fuma, to put it kindly, your brain isn't wired the same as a human's. It never was, but the way you described the difficulties with learning, it raised some questions among the staff." Nezu said.

"The test you took was a dyslexia test. It is a written language based disability. While it dose make things harder to live with, it is something that can be worked on." Aizawa explained.

I just nodded. "So... I just have to study harder?" I asked.

Nezu shook his head. "No, you have to study smarter, not harder. Right now you rely on the help of several of your classmates to help you study, but that reliance is going to place a wall in your way. You need to really start studying on your own more."

I just nodded. "I understand." 'Oh... shit.'


Chapter 104: Boreal Approaches

Aboard a ship heading a small feet of ships was Baron Boreal, his small for pacing back and forth in front of his generals. "You four are tasked with concurring this world." He stopped as he turned to face the four of them. His small form seeming to pale in comparison. His curved ebony horns and gleaming ice blue and white skin marred with scars. "Once this world is under our control, we can dispose of Frieza."

The largest figure spoke up, a green scaled being with black eyes and frothing tentacle beard and bat like wings, pitch black claws tipping his fingers. "Sire, are you sure we can achieve this, Astero has turned on us forcing our entire system to be reworked, new equipment to be made that hasn't had any battle field testing." His deep voice had no particular direction, more of one that wormed it's way into the mind like slimy fingers pulling at the flesh of a lesser being.

"Kuth'han, we have no choice. The lose of Celron was a uncalculated risk. I had not foreseen his demise, and the interference of the Galactic Patrol has forced our hand. We have to take the world before more arrive planet side. Celron was my second in command." The Baron glared the general down.

A lithe alien, thin and spindly spoke up, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes, but we still have Romne to provide support, once her... young is brought into the world." His long thin fingers intertwining. "But the greatest threats is this worlds heroes, and the faith that so many have in them. May I suggest you leave the honor of killing this hero societies heart to me?"

"Phobios, your powers of fear will need more then illusions to crumble the foundations that has propped up the symbols." Boreal addressed him, his tone having the slightest quiver. Phobios could bring out the darkest fears of any warrior, show them their darkest fate, the true embodiment of who they are.

"Boys, we aren't simply killing the population of this world." A green haired woman said, her azure skin slightly bioluminescent with natural tattoos, she wore little more then a cloth bound around her waist and set of silk cloths over her chest over a simple cloth covering. "We are going to integrate those willing to aid our cause and enslave those that resist. Turn the most powerful heroes into playthings."

"Tiidel, no, these warriors are unlike anything we have encountered, the hero class must be erased. Including those training. This genocide must be performed perfectly or else hope will remain." the forth general spoke up.

"Oh, ever the practical soldier Gallion." Tiidel remarked to the man, his crimson hair framing his face eyes covered by a cloth. His obsidian skin cracked as drops of molten lava dripped on the ground.

Gallion sighed, "War is far from the game you make it out to be."

Boreal cleared his throat. "Back to invasion at hand. Kuth'han, I trust you and Phobios can use your powers to spread chaos."

The form of Kuth'han seemed to chuckle as the room darkened. "My Baron, your will is our pleasure. The forces of R'lyeh are ready to spread madness."

Phobios simply smiled. "I am always at the ready for you my lord."

"Of course, Kuth'han. Phobios no need to be so enthusiastic about the... incoming battle. Tiidel, you are to cut the continents off from each other. Raise storms to ground their airships and drown their navel ability, both military and civilian. Starve their resources." Boreal paced back and forth. "Gallion, darken the skies with ash. We will slowly suffocate the world into submission."

Gallion slowly nodded. "The sky will bleed black till the people kneel at your feet."

The Frost demon turned from his generals. "The Demon Prince Harp and the Super Saiyan are mine. I will remove those threats from the battlefield as well as the top heroes in each nation."

Gallion stepped forward, "What of the villains?"

Boreal turned to look at the volcanic warrior, "More to our forces. I will take any that are willing to bend the knee. This Galaxy is my birthright. You are dismissed."

"All Hail The True Emperor!" The four generals Saluted mimicking stabbing themselves in the heart. "All Hail Boreal!"

They left the ruler in silence. "First Earth, Then the rest of the Galaxy."


Chapter completed.