A/N: I no own MHA. I own Leviat though.
NOTICE: People seemed confused about it so I wanna clarify before I start this chapter, Izuku is not seeing this from Malitiae's perspective, he is experiencing Leviat's memories. He thinks he is Leviat as of right now due to everything going on.
Walking down the hall Leviat had his expression set to a smug smirk as he planned out the next few minutes, which no doubt would feel chaotic to others. Not Leviat however. Where others would feel anxious or worried to even the slightest degree from what could easily be described as enacting a hostile takeover, Leviat felt no worries. Not even for a second was Leviat anything but pleased, and if he felt anxious, it was in excitement and eagerness of claiming his empire.
Who wouldn't feel excited or eager from that though? The feeling of that rush, envisioning in quick flashes all of the possibilities he could enact and accomplishments he could achieve as the ruler of Rome, it all was perhaps the most excited Leviat had been in the twenty years he had lived.
"Have all of the council arrived yet?" Leviat asked calmly, looking at his loyal right hand Malitiae.
The dark haired man nodded with a sadistic smile, not bothering to hide his true persona no more. "They have indeed. They are simply waiting for us."
"If only they knew."
"It would take away the joy of seeing their fear as it begins." Malitiae stated.
"That will be humorous." Leviat gave a laugh. "I cannot imagine my own reaction if I was part of the council who are here to be betrayed."
"You would turn it on them. Especially as you are now, my Lord." Malitiae responded, showing his admiration of his leader.
"That is likely, with what we have obtained it would be easy to turn the situation to my favor." Leviat and Malitiae approached a door, which was guarded by two men in royal decorated uniforms. No one but higher ups in the army being trusted to be security for the council. However Leviat wasn't concerned about these two soldiers or any members of the council, he knew how this would all play out here today. By the time the sun set this day on the holy city, Leviat would be its unopposed ruler.
"Lord Malum." Both of the soldiers greeted him, Leviat giving them a nod as they opened the large doors for the two lords to enter the council's chambers.
"I would ignore any sounds of disputes from this council today." The man suggested as he walked in, not looking at the two guards he was speaking to. "It will just be the heat working people up." The two guards nodded as they closed the doors.
"Malitiae, please make sure that door doesn't open while I see who will among the council has sense in their being." Upon Leviat giving his order the man who served as his right hand stopped to stand in front of the only doors leading in and out of the hall.
"No one shall get past me." Malitiae made a sinister look.
Leviat smiled as he walked down the small stretch of hall before getting to the area where he would take control, a circular area of a room with a table in the middle with seats around it, ten in total, nine of which had people sitting in them already.
He paid no attention to their debate, no doubt some unnecessary argument that had little to do with anything but money. The fools cared for nothing but filling their pockets and Leviat knew this after spending only short time of just months among them.
Once he stepped to the table Leviat didn't bother moving to the seat that he had gained through manipulation and cunning. Instead he stood and waited for them to take notice. After a moment they took notice.
"Leviat," A grizzled past soldier turned politician was the first to speak, a man like the rest of the council that Leviat barely knew the name of, as he never bothered to learn. Due to his young age it was easy to call everyone by titles that made them feel like Leviat respected them when he was only waiting till he could walk over them on his path to the top. "You are late."
"Quite so." The young lord agreed. "I would have preferred for this to happen much earlier but perhaps the path and wait make this moment much, much better to enjoy."
"What are you talking about boy?" Another of the members, another older man, asked.
"What do you know of the soul?" Leviat decided on letting them all know how out of their league he had become. "I don't mean what you believe wrongly that happened in scriptures, but what our souls truly are?" He paused his talking to let someone speak.
"Don't speak ill of God." The first man responded.
"I take that as no one knows? None of you among this council, a council that is in control of this grand empire, are truly aware of our souls and the power therein? I find myself shocked." He scoffed at that moment. "Then again it does mean I am truly one on my own league and caliber."
"You better have a point here." Two separate people said at the same time, showing annoyance with Leviat and his words.
"I have a point." The young lord grinned evilly. "I just thought to let you all know what kind of power will be in charge once you are killed." At that several people stood up to protest that statement when Leviat burst with flames, the blast knocking them either back into their seats or onto the floor. Leviat's left hand was lit ablaze with blood red flames, flowing from his arm without harming it at all. He held his hand up and looked at the flames himself.
"What in the Lord's name?!" The second man asked.
"This is the power of my soul." Leviat started. "A power I will use as I become the King of Rome."
"You think you can usurp this council and the Emperor?!" The old war hawk had drawn a short blade.
The flaming man gained an annoyed look. "You question my capabilities when you see just a glimpse of my power? I don't think you were ever wise enough to be on this council and I have no use for you in my new empire." Leviat pointed his arm at the man, and unceremoniously shot a ball of flames at him which hit the aged man's chest and quickly set him on fire, the blood red flames making decent work of burning away at the man who's life was ending quickly.
The rest of the council were either looking at the burning man or at Leviat in fear.
"Have you communed with the devil?" The closest person to the fiery young man asked.
"I have already said what this is, do not make a fool of yourself." The flaming killer had an annoyed look.
"You really think these dark arts make you a god?! You-"
"I find that statement to be annoying." Leviat cut him off as he walked around the table towards his next victim. "A god implies I am one on equal standing with another being." He felt that it would be a waste of time to talk to these people further. He really wanted to make them all feel terror and beg for their lives but instead they'd all rather foolishly question Leviat's power. He pulled more on the power in his soul and his flames intensified. Slick, charred black armor of sorts appearing on his forearms during that moment.
"I am not a god..." The cursed flame user said as he sent out his fire in a wave at the rest of the people in the room. "I. Am. God."
A jolt shook Izuku to awareness, snapping his mind back into place as he regained his memories, all of his ten and a half years of life hitting him at once. The emerald boy's head was a mess as he tried to figure out what had happened to him, the memory of what happened in that alley, that man grabbing Izuku's bracers, made him gain worry as he looked down at his arms.
And then seeing his arms gave him more worry. His arms were invisible! Actually they were translucent, a full gray color like a fog. In fact his whole body was like this. Another big note he noticed was that for some reason his arms lacked the bracers completely, like they never existed. Before he could worry more about that he also realized that he was in a sitting position, in a chair he couldn't distinguish what it was made from. Looking around he saw that he was in a dimly lit room at the end of a table.
The table had three seats on either side of it, each seat seemingly had a shadow or a thing that Izuku could not make out, the light being too dark to make anything out properly there, save for one of the seats on the sides of the table.
In the farthest seat away from Izuku on the right side, the shadow instead had a sand or tan coloring, glowing noticeably. Izuku couldn't make out any discernable features of this person. However in front of this person on the table a design that Izuku didn't understand was carved into the furniture, itself glowing with the same sand like color, and a line from it was carved outwards further into the table, leading towards the center of the table to a much larger design.
This central design had little glow to it other than the lines throughout that were filled in by the sand colored lines. On either side of this designs central section were thick lines that led to either ends of the table, one end stopping on the table in front of Izuku, and the other going to the end where Izuku had not yet looked, when he did he saw a fire.
Dark, blood red flames covered the entire seat and the area around it, burning away endlessly without moving from that spot. The thick line stopping at what could have been a design that was also carved into the spot on the table in front of the flames. Izuku could not tell as that spot was also lit with fire.
Izuku didn't know why but he felt a sinister feeling looking at that seat across from him, the blood red flames giving him nothing but bad vibes, so he took to looking at the room itself
He couldn't see any walls around him or anything, making the emerald teen wonder if this was in fact not a room. It could've just been that the room was too dark for him to see that far. However the burning flames across from him made Izuku question why it was so dark here.
Izuku tried to move from his seat and felt a burning sensation in his forearms. The room or whatever the place was began to shake as tendrils of flames shot out of the fire opposite of the emerald boy, wrapping around only the four seats closest to Izuku on either side, leaving the two closest to the fire alone save for smaller chains that went instead for just the designs in front of the spots.
Izuku tried to speak only to find he had no voice, not able to even open his mouth as charred fragments of metal sprouted from Izuku's forearms, causing a pain he couldn't scream from let alone bare.
Not even a full second later a shock of a burning feeling filled Izuku's person and his mind went blank.
A blast of fire shook the hospital room as Izuku jolted up to a sitting position, gasping for breath and pain filling his forearms to point of almost numbness.
Not even a second later a doctor had come into the room, an assistant quickly putting out any small fires caused by the blast. Luckily little damage had actually happened due to them preparing Izuku a fireproof room and necessities.
"Midoriya you are awake? The Doctor asked in confusion, mostly shock due to the way the boy had awoken.
"Where am I?" Izuku groaned as he suddenly remembered a memory that wasn't his.
"I am not a god..." The cursed flame user said as he sent out his fire in a wave at the rest of the people in the room. "I. Am. God."
That wasn't Izuku. Izuku had no other memory of that place at all. Even the voice that belonged to Izuku in this memory wasn't his own.
But why did it feel like a memory from his perspective? One that felt too real to be anything but his own?
"Midoriya you are in the hospital. Last week you were heavily injured in an altercation with a villain." The Doctor explained.
"Last week?" Izuku gained even more confusion.
"I'm afraid you had entered a coma due to the injuries following that altercation. You were lucky son... You almost didn't make it."
Izuku didn't feel any luck in that moment, only feeling the pain returning from the numbness and a pit in his stomach. He didn't know what he saw while unconscious, the meaning of it all a mystery to him. If anything he would assume he was just unlucky. Izuku looked down at his arms, seeing what had been the bracers that had made him feel nothing but pain for half a year be nothing broken fragments coating his forearms, orange glow of the bracers still there. The area around the broken bracers had been heavily bandaged and covered up. Izuku tried to raise his arms only for more pain to flash through his arms.
"Whoa... Careful son." The Doctor put a hand on Izuku's arm, his bicep to avoid the damaged forearms. "Your arms are severely damaged and the bones in your forearms have broken in several spots. Due to your quirk it is unknown at this time when we can go about fixing your arms."
Izuku let his arms drop to the bed and felt a sigh coming up. His arms were now useless for who knows how long, he was in a week long coma after fighting a villain he barely beat. He now also had weird visions and memories that weren't his own. He wouldn't consider himself lucky at all. In fact he was the definition of cursed, quite literally as his powers came from a failed spell of a cult worshipping someone that Izuku was now experiencing the memories of.
He shook his thoughts, the emerald boy had a curiosity hitting him for a second now and the doctor could definitely answer it.
"Is the girl safe?" He couldn't remember her name for a second. "Eri. Is she okay?"
"She is completely safe. She was able to leave the hospital under protection a few days ago."
Izuku gained the smallest bit of a smile, seeing at least one thing wasn't going wrong for him in his being able to save her.
Next time: Chapter Six: Past delusions and regret
A/N: Short chapter. I know. However the next chapter doesn't belong in the same chapter as this. If you read just above this I name dropped the next chapter. Now you can either guess the next chapter or read the following paragraph after this that says exactly what the next chapter is.
Next chapter (Ch 6) is about Endeavor, and him confronting himself even more in the form of apologizing to Rei. It takes place chronologically before this chapter you just read (I mean Izuku was in a coma for a week.) so part of me thinks I should've made that first. But since it has been a hot minute since I updated I figured to give you guys Leviat instead. The first taste of my arguably strongest villain.
Izuku's arms are still completely screwed up. I have a plan of how the bracers get fixed forming so that'll happen sometime.
That table stuff was my way of talking about Leviat's Curse a bit, hopefully one of you can piece together the meaning of the whole thing and know what Leviat's Curse truly is, since I believe I left enough clues for the jump to the truth to be made. You can PM any guesses to me, my DM's are open.
Eri will have chapter 7 btw
Now for replies!
SonicMax: Actually Izuku was experiencing Leviat's memories, Malitiae is just Leviat's right hand man. One of your guesses might actually be close to what is going on. I won't say which though for suspense.
SentinalSlice: True. Endeavor was only trying to do good now. It is just a reflex at this point for Natsu to assume Endeavor is being an ass.
ProjectIceman: I mean Endeavor did find the way to clip through the character development section of life to shave 20 minutes off of his run. Lmao
TheGreatBubbaJ: I think it was more along the lines of Izuku having an identity crisis mentally. The Italian guy has done nothing yet. (For reference I just call Leviat the Italian guy since he is in fact Italian. Technically roman due to time periods)
JustAnAverageGuy101: Glad you like it. I haven't yet truly delved into it either so we gotta get some shovels going. And Endeavor's character here is something I like and will get more into over the next chapter
That's it for now, let me know how Leviat is to you, I was nervous writing him since I wanted to make him as to the best of my ability as I could. As usual I have a Discord server if you want to join it. Have a good day!