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"Alright people place your bets! How many swords are gonna stab the next person to enter!?" Lied shouts, holding out a betting hat as people would put their money in.

"The honor student and his posse are the only ones left, I'm lowballing sixteen here." Jazz, his fellow betting man took his gamble.

"Even is the best way to go, fifty is what I'll place my bet on," spoke the lion headed kid, think his name was Schneider or something.

"He is very skilled; however, that must be taken into account. My humble self shall wager thirty honed blades to impale them," spoke the bundle of fur with limbs, Goemon.

"Clara Valac is in his social circle, and he's already proven himself to be a true gentlemen by taking Asmodeus's sword for the one he saved. Thus, I bet he'll take them all on by acting as a living shield." The owl-like guy, Kamui, professed.

"I say ninety blades impale the bastard." Everyone turned with mild concern at the white haired girl with glasses, who just spoke in a very vicious tone. "What, it's a gamble." She spoke innocently. Everyone decided to roll with it.

The fateful moment arrived as the door opened … and no one entered, the swords went off and hit nothing, causing them to impale the floor and wall. Izuku came in a few seconds later and looked over the blades. "Told you it was trapped Clara, just didn't expect there to be so much violence in this one." Izuku said, causing everyone to blink owlishly.

"How did you avoid them?" Lied felt the need to ask.

"It's not my first time entering the classroom on the first day of class." Izuku admitted sheepishly. "Though, all the other times, they weren't aiming to kill me, I think."

"Haha, I was the closest!" Jazz shouted, everyone muttered as he took the money.

"Wait, were you betting on how many would hit me?" Izuku asked as he paled a bit, Asmodeus now entering as he looked disdainfully at the blades.

"Well of course, you're the only one with no sword scratching them." Lied stated, leaning back on his tail as Izuku blankly blinked. "Almost as impressive as the guy who took all of them." That caused Izuku to get out of his stupor and look confused.

"Wait, someone else took them all? Like all one hundred of those swords?" Clara asked, playing with one of the curvier looking blades and giving it a few test swings.

"Indeed!" Shouted an obnoxious voice. It came from the tallest, and by far the most muscular, student in the class. "I'm disappointed! Where's the fire thou showed at orientation?!" He shouted.

"And where's your blood?!" Izuku shouted with a scared expression. "You have swords sticking out of you, we need a hospital!" It was true, the man clearly took all of the swords, given the blades and hilts still sticking out of him.

"Hah! These little sticks?! I'm so strong that I hardly noticed." He proves his point by popping them all out with a single flex. "Only I, Sabnock Sabro, art worthy enough to become demon king!"

"Demon King?" The honor student asked. Made sense why he would be confused. Not many demons had such lofty goals, especially those in the misfit class.

"Don't listen to him," Lied decided to chime in. "He's been going on and on about that ever since he arrived. We've learned to tune it out by this point."

"And so far, only two other students have reached the level worthy to compete with me." Sabnock spoke with a grin. "Izuku Midoriya, the danger-junkie who lives off of thrill and has gained the most powerful of connections!" He started, the boy giving his famous nervous shake. "And Alice Asmodeus, the representative with powerful magic and who 'beat' Izuku." He spoke in a suggestive way as the man twitched. "Unfortunately thou hast a weak-ass familiar to drag thou down."

Flames started to slowly roll off of Asmodeus as everyone took a few steps back. "Would you like to tell me how my Gorgon, one of the most powerful beasts known to demons, is weak?" He asked with passive yet boiling rage.

"It's simple math thy idiot." He spoke. "I have a Kelpie, thou have a Gorgon. My familiar has legs! Therefore, I am the clear winner!"

"How the hell does that decide who's stronger!?"

"Calm down Asmodeus, don't let him get to you," Izuku placated, getting close to try and defuse the situation.

"Oh, and here I thought the winner was supposed to be the servant, clearly I was wrong." Sabnock spoke, causing Izuku to flinch and Asmodeus to glower. Maybe they should invest in a blast shield, it would save a lot of money.

"Hey, Azz-Azz isn't a master or servant, he's Izuku's friend!" Clara shouted in, causing extreme bafflement in those around them, him included. What the hell is a friend?

"We are certainly not friends! I thought I made that abundantly clear!"

"Well, you still hang around him and you're not trying to kill him, so you must be his friend!"

"A lot of people hang around me without actively trying to kill me, there's … oh wow nevermind." Izuku said as if he came to a realization. "I live a dangerous life no matter where I am."

"What are thee referring to, what the hell is a friend?" Sabnock decided to speak out for the class.

"Yeah, such a weird word, what's it mean?" Jazz asked as well.

Izuku was about to speak but Asmodeus beat him to it. "A friend? It's quite simple. You see … " He gave a quick look to Clara, and then to Izuku, looking quite spiteful. "It's when two maniacs share common interests and extend their chaos to everyone else!"

Anti christ, friends sounded dangerous. Probably best if he never has any. Izuku looked desperate to say something, likely to extend some more chaos, until Kalego sensei walked into the front door, destroying the approaching swords without glancing and shutting everyone up.

"Alright, all of your pieces of trash, sit down. We're going to take a roll call." He spoke in a no nonsense tone, most following faster than others.

"Kalago-Sensei!" The honor student shook again. Huh, who knew he was such a teacher's pet? No one's ever that happy to see a teacher.

"Of course, you'd be here. I wouldn't expect anything less from the grandson of that insufferable chair demon." The one student that likes him and that's how he treats him? Talk about harsh. "That same demon who, because I avoided being forced to pay for your thievery, was absent during the assignment meeting and stuck me with teaching this classroom." Now that was more understandable.

Lied leaned back, going to play some Dokemon on his Lameboy. Nothing else interesting was going to happen anyway, right? Apparently he was far too into the zone, because the next thing he knows after capturing a chariking, they're on the top of a mountain.

Izuku's day was a gradual one. Misfit class was okay, he could deal with the crazy as long as he kept distance, and would get to be with his friend(s?). Then he was almost killed before he stepped in, saved by experience with people pulling pranks on him. Seriously, the wire was obvious, just not the magical reload.

Kalego? He could not deal with that man. Every second he so much as glanced in the general direction of him he cowered internally. He definitely looked like a man that was out for blood. Izuku could only hope teachers weren't allowed to kill the students, because the chances of that being possible here were WAY too high for his liking.

"Now then, to determine your rankings, you'll be crossing the mountain range to reach the flag at the end." He pointed to a series of rocks reaching up to the heavens themselves, or in this case earth? It was hard to tell, there was a red sky and purple moon but everything else seemed normal. Then again, he lived in hell now, so normal was probably not on the agenda.

"I'll let the abomination explain." Kalego said, bring up the pink screen from the summoning ritual.

"Hello there everyone, we're going to get into how to cross the mountainscape!" The cute pink peach thing exclaimed, making Kalego's eyes twitch more and more violently every second. "Warbling Valley is a bit longer, but it's safe and comfy so no one has to risk any form of danger to themselves. Then there's Cutthroat Valley, filled with dangerous traps, natural disasters, and horrible giant monsters. They even have a guardian who's super strong, but the course itself is super short!"

"We should probably avoid the Cutthroat Valley, we're too new and it's likely littered with lots of threats," Izuku suggested, internally screaming as the casual mentions of natural disasters. Maybe his wing theory wasn't far off considering it was just that common.

"Wait, you can actually exercise caution?" Asmodeus asked in disbelief. "And here I thought you had no understanding of such a word." He would be more offended if the rumors weren't what they were.

"Cowards, I'll be taking Cutthroat Valley head on and destroying the obstacles in my way!" shouted Saburo loudly, causing Izuku to involuntarily take a step back. The whole 'rival' talk just pressed all the 'danger' buttons in his body.

"Okay then, let's all get along!" Were the last words of the cute screen before it was once again launched into a crater courtesy of Kalego's foot. Maybe he should talk with Grandpa about giving the man a raise, it would lessen his chance of death.

"Just a last minute reminder, Warbling Valley is the only viable option for any of you." Kalego ignores Sabro's complaints like the taller teen wasn't there. "The Guardian of Cutthroat valley has been in a mood lately. Any encounters with it will lead to certain death. Now go." The gates opened, allowing them to start.

Izuku ran on the command of go. If his rank was too low he'd be picked on like his old life. However, just something average would allow him to be okay and not be put on this weird pedestal everyone else put him on. He probably couldn't reach the top of this world even if he tried, but that didn't mean he should settle for the bottom either.

He kept focus in front of him, barely registering Asmodeus flying by him. Or Clara. Or that Sabnock guy. Now it was starting to register in him that everyone was flying.

And in that moment, Izuku came to two horrifying realizations. The first being that this was a flying race for demons, where everyone was expected to fly on instinct.

And second, he was human. A normal, quirkless human that was incapable of flight.

"Maybe I ca-AGGGGGGGGHHHHH!" Izuku lost his footing, having stepped off the cliff and began falling to his doom. Once again, being quirkless has made his life infinitely harder than it should've been.

Okay, so maybe in the long run, he might've come across as too, forward in his advances with the fairer sex, and being in the misfit class would definitely hurt his chances from here on out, but Kamui was not one to back down easily. He might've looked like a tiny owl demon on the outside, but on the inside was a man whose passions reached to the skies above and beyond!

Right beside him was Lied, who was far more busy focusing on the game he'd never taken his eyes off of since the start of class, and Picero, who instead of using his wings to fly, rested easily on a cloud taking a nap, hardly caring about anything around him. He wasn't one to judge, all men had their own interests, it just so happened his were of the highest priority than anyone else's.

"Such exotic flowers." Camui spied from above an entire field of blue flowers with pink dots scattered across it's petals. "You think those two would find them pretty enough to love me?" He asked the other two seriously, pointing at two of the three female students in the classroom ahead of them, Elizabetta and Kerori, the first two names in class he committed to memory.

"Aw man, I forgot about the checkpoint!" Lied complained before turning to him. "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Why is everything so loud?" Picero yawned.

"Come on, guys! Think about it! Our class has been blessed with two exquisite beauties that happen to be available! This is an opportunity we can't afford to miss out on!"

"Only two? What about Clara Valac?" Lied asked curiously with a light smirk. "I'm surprised you aren't bold enough to go for the crazy girl."

"Shut your mouth! All ladies are exceptional in their own way." Camui defended. "I have no issues with the fair Valac, but she's already committed to someone else. I shall not disturb a budding relationship that's filled with genuine happiness." A gentleman did not take those already in a relationship, it was disgraceful. "Also after hearing her ramble for five minutes I'm not sure she comprehends what it means to be in a relationship." He admitted. Izuku Midoriya must've been equally crazy or innocent if he managed to cross that bridge with her.

"This school's gonna be annoying, how can I sleep with someone like that screaming in our class." Picero drawled with a yawn, very hard to read with that sleep mask ever present. Seriously, the only type of woman the man would ever like would probably be a body pillow, and only then because it's comfy to sleep on.

"Well I believe I've spent enough of my time here. I shall be off in the name of romance!" Kamui shouted, flying down to grab a flower, now moving over to the female's conversation.

"So, are any boys speaking out to you, catching your eye?" Elizabetta asked Kerori, a glint in her eye. "Or women, I don't judge." She put a hand to her mouth and chuckled like a goddess in human form.

"Come on, it's the first day, it's a little early to talk about impressions." Kerori asked with a blush on her face, so shy and cute.

Alright then, flower in hand and ladies in sight, and the chance he could put his face into their plump thighs! Absolutely nothing could go wrong!

Mama was coming back, he could hear the call. Not that there was any reason to, no beast in their right mind would show up near Mama's place. And he couldn't move, so he didn't need to get near the nest or edge.

He watched mama flying in with her large grey wings, a small demon looking thing inside of her beak. It's been a while since he's had one of those little two legged creatures, lately they haven't been as common as they used to, but he wasn't one to complain.

Usually, he had a hard time with these little things, their horns often hurt his beak and the tail was usually too tough, but this green thing didn't have any. His mama must've gotten a special order just for him. He had the best mama ever.

"Ahhh! It's going to eat me!" Huh, he never seen food get so excited about being eaten before. Maybe it was happy it was going to be in his belly soon? What weird food. Oh well, he'll make sure to savor every bite.

Mama turned her head, smelling an intruder entering her territory. What a moron, no one can beat Mama, she's unbeatable! She flew away, leaving the food unchewed. That's going to be a pain.

It scooted away. Bad food. You're supposed to be in his stomach now. He leaned forward, and fell. Ow! His leg was hurting again. He couldn't even move around the nest without it stinging. It really worried his mama, which was why she was so grumpy lately.

"Oh, you're hurt!" It screamed. No duh! What a rude piece of food. If he wasn't so hurt he'd have gobbled it in one bite. "Don't worry! I can help!" It tried to come forward, but he squawed it away. Mama often had to soften the food to make it go down better. Her grumpiness for his injury must've made her forget.

It grabbed one of the leftover's remains from the ground and held it against its hand. "Look!" What!? It hurt itself?! Why? That was just dumb. Now it's bleeding just like his leg was before.

The food then ripped some of its cloth fur off, wrapping it around the wound. "See, now it's better." It got better because it was wrapped? Do hornless demons have super healing magic? That was super cool!

The food walked over to his leg, ripping off more fur and looking at his head. He nodded, this would suffice. He could eat the food later when Mama came back.

"Don't worry about anything! I could probably use my school uniform.." It began shifting around its fur cloth a little, and from the corner of his eye, he spotted a little red dot fall into the cut on his leg. Huh, this was weird. The wound glowed with light before being fixed. Wasn't that Neto-it was fixed!?

The food stood in bafflement. "Is that why Demons want to eat me? Humans are literal super nutrition? Is this what having a quirk is like? Oh my god, I'm like a living source of trigger. So many ethical questions to consider." It trailed off into mumbles.

He didn't care though, standing up and testing the leg. It worked! He was all better. Congratulations food, you've been promoted to helper. Oh, he needed to tell Mama, then she could be super happy!

"Hey, what are you doing?" The helper asked as he picked it up in his beak. Spreading wings, he flew to his Mama's scent. "Why meeeee!"

Sabnock was a man of few regrets. He didn't regret yelling at his dad, he didn't regret beating the crap out of that one teacher, and he didn't regret being stabbed with ambitions were much bigger than anything in this world, even his own life!

Some would call him foolish, idiotic, dumber than bricks, an overgrown child clinging on to an impossible dream, but damn them all! The throne of the Demon King may have been empty at the moment, but there's so many demons who covet such a title.

And why did he plan to reach such a title? Fame, fortune, women, destiny from his father, avenging his dying sister, chasing his brother? No fuck all that! Fame is overrated, fortune doesn't bring happiness, he's confident at his dating skill, his fathers a bitch, his sister is healthy and his brother never leaves the house, the fucking shut-in.

No he was going to do this for one reason; it was cool! Demon King is such a badass title and he wouldn't have it any other way! That's why he needed to run down Cutthroat Valley! Unfortunately he may have underestimated the guardian … just a tad. Every weapon he generated broke on its fucking feathers, so he'll likely need to beef them up somehow.

"Damn it! I swore to see my resolve through to the end!" The guardian was backing him into a corner. Even if he didn't refuse to fly away like some sort of pussy, his wings were far too damaged to take to the skies, so a straightforward attack was his only option.

He bit into the gold, generating another spear. "Alright you bastard, let's see this to the end! I hope you didn't plan on living long, because only one of us is leaving here.." A flash of green was shoved in front of him, and it didn't take long to figure out who it was. "Izuku! Why the hell is thou here?!"

Wait a second, why did he even need to ask? Danger-junkie, of course he'd want to take the guardian head on, riding on the back of a majestic-chick. He rode in on a giant baby chick that managed to tweet with the guardian and make it look somehow confused. "What am I looking at?"

"It's the guardian's baby!" The green haired maniac explained, waving his hands all over. "The guardian is a mother! She was so angry because her chick was injured." As Izuku was explaining, he was able to cast a glance at the side, and one of his summoned swords was still available to use

Unbelievable. The kid was going to bring the guardian's baby in front of it in order to stab it in front of him-her. Just how deranged was friendship!? On the plus side the bas-bitch was distracted. He slowly moved to grab his sword, only to be grabbed by Izuku.

"Hey! Stop that! There's no reason to fight now!" Huh? Wasn't this lunatic aiming to kill this monster too? "I helped the baby, the mother should be pacified now! We can leave now and make it back to everyone else, alive."

"Hell no! I came here to carve a giant chicken, and mother or not, I ain't leaving without.." The Guardian growled fiercely, almost like it was daring either of them to make a single move, the only thing getting in its way was the chick. "It's protecting us?"

"Like I said, there's no point wasting our energy fighting anymore." Izuku held his hands up, getting on his knees. "If you want to make it out alive, show that you're willing to make peace." He said, pleading almost.

He would just tell the kid to screw himself but the eyes … they were so sure. This kid was willing to abandon any form of attack and make himself seem defenseless because he somehow made friends with the baby. How did he even do that? It was insane!

Looking back on it, he thought about the fight with Asmodeus. He initially assumed the little runt just had great fortitude and pride, tanking all of that pink-bastard's fire, but recalled how he never made a move until the blondie was in danger. Was he motivated not by a need for danger, but by a need to protect?

He watched the birds, the chick looking at him with innocent eyes, one he'd see on his sister. The guardian was silent. Gone was the angry beast, now just something cautious of his next move. He … he raised his hands as well. They waited for a few tense seconds, before the guardian laid down on the ground, relaxing as well.

"See, we never needed to fight." Izuku said, before being interrupted by the chick rubbing it's head on his body. "Hey stop it, that tickles." He let out a laugh as Sabnock stared at the situation. What the hell was this kid, why would he take the path he did? Just doing something for the sake of others, that's weird but, deep in his heart he knows.

Izuku has elevated himself as one of the coolest people he knows.