Midoriya struggled to focus as he went through the school day, regardless of how hard he tried his thought would constantly drift to the Abbey. Who were they? Why did they consider the Outsider evil? What did they know about magic? Could it help him understand his powers better seeing the outsider wasn't very forthcoming on details?

Thoughts like this and more continued to swirl around his head, in amongst the occasional flashes of the demon. Fortunately this new mystery on his hands kept his mind from wandering that route for the most part. His hand ached lightly throughout the day, as if trying to send some kind of warning he couldn't understand.

Lunch had passed quickly, the girls had joined him, Iida and Uraraka once more. They had talked about various subjects but Midoriya didn't contribute much. He was sure Aizawa would have scolded him by now if the man wasn't still recovering in hospital about how far off his attention was.

He wore a wrap around his hand, made of black tape as he couldn't find any gloves. No one seemed to ask about it beyond a questioning glance from Iida.

He had been asked by All Might to meet him for a couple minutes after school and as much as he wanted to find out more about the Abbey as soon as possible, he agreed to meet him because there's no way he could say no to his mentor.

Which is how he ended up outside the door to the teachers' lounge for what would have been way, way too many times to some students. He briefly wondered if other classes thought he was a troublemaker constantly going to detention with how often he ended up at this room during lunch or after school. He shook his head with a small smirk as he opened the door.

"Ah Midoriya! I'm glad to see you finally made it. With how far off that look in your eyes has been I was worried you'd get lost." Toshinori teased with a toothy grin. He was in his skinny form but what really caught the greenette's attention was that across from his mentor was a dark-haired man wearing a trench coat.

"Sorry mister Toshinori!" Midoriya bowed as he apologized. In the corner of his vision he saw the man quirk an eyebrow. Wait did he know? "I've just had a lot on my mind."

"That's not surprising. The USJ has surely left a lot of thoughts in everyone's heads." The mystery man spoke as he stood up. He turned to face the marked boy with a smile. "I'm detective Tsukauchi. I was the detective assigned to the USJ case and I'm a friend of All Might's. He tells me you're a friend too."

"He's more than that." All Might laughed as he stood up. "He's my successor, the future of One for All, I told you that already."

"Wait he knows?" Midoriya blurted out before his hand clamped over his mouth and he bowed. "I'm sorry! That was rude to say it like that."

"No worries, I understand the surprise. It's a big secret so some no-name detective knowing probably worried you a bit." Tsukauchi said with a grin. "Like I said, I'm a friend. But I'm not here to catch up, I'm here to talk to you Midoriya."

"Huh?"

"You were debatably the most effected by the entire USJ event, as you not only had to talk to those villains but also according to All Might and a few of the students you had to fight the villain meant for fighting All Might." The grin had disappeared and a serious look had took over on the detectives face. "And I hear there is another event that occurred that we may want to know about. You don't need to talk about any of this today but we need to talk at some point as your account of events will be important."

"O-oh." Was all that left Midoriya's mouth. It made sense, and he could explain the events of the USJ easily enough but the event within the USJ…His body involuntary started to shake as his thoughts turned to smoke.

"Before you freak out, you don't need to talk about it right now." Tsukauchi said quickly when he noticed. "In regards to the second, you don't need to talk about it all if it's too difficult. The rest of the story, we can set a date for me to visit, would that work?"

Midoriya just nodded as he breathed in and out slowly. That was better, he didn't need to talk about it. Now if his body would just calm down he could set a time.

"Midoriya, you ok?" Tsukauchi asked with concerned eyes as he took out a notepad and ripped a page out.

"Y-yeah. Sorry."

"Don't apologies, it's a normal reaction to a traumatic event. I don't want to overstep my boundaries but here." The detective handed him the page, written on it was a number. "It's the phone number of a mental health center in Musutafu. It's possible these events could have caused you or your classmates to have developed PTSD. If you do call, tell them you are a UA student, the police took the liberty of talking to different center's near each students home seeing as this was such a worrying event." Tsukauchi explained. Midoriya read the number a few times over again. "So, is there any time you can think of where I could drop by? Your address is already on record."

"Uh…." Midoriya placed his hand to his chin as he bit his lip. Today was a Thursday. A part of him was sure whatever he'd find out later today he would probably need a day to rest from, he just had a gut feeling. "Probably…. Saturday would be the best. Is there anything else you need? Not to be rude but I have somewhere I want to get to as soon as possible."

"No worries, that was all." Tsukauchi assured him with a smile as the man wrote down in his notebook.

"Izuku my boy, be safe!" All Might called and Midoriya nodded as he turned to leave. "Goodbye."

"Bye!"

Midoriya inhaled sharply as he looked up at the looming four story building. It was hardly the tallest or most run down building around but something about it was rather intimidating. Like it was watching everything. A podium was at the front and stood upon it practically screaming at passerby's was a man in slightly dirty looking robes. A belt hung around his person and a part of it looked like a holster for a pistol. Midoriya's eyes narrowed at that 'not worrying at all!'

The man wore a mask that could only be described as extremely creepy, a permanent angry scowl was etched into the metal. Briefly Midoriya wondered how they could carry presumably heavy metal on their face for hours. Did they ever take it off?

"-Anton flesh! Errant mind! The strictures are clear! Do not let these warnings, these rules go to waste. Buddhism is a lie, Christianity is a front. Do not allow these false 'religions' to corrupt your souls! The only god is the outsider and he must be renounced! Do not heed his evil call! Do not let the dark magic of this world tear your soul asunder!"

'Charming. What a joy talking to this guy is going to be!' Midoriya thought sarcastically as he rolled his eyes at the display. He made a mental note to do something nice for Hagakure later if she had to pass this guy everyday just to travel.

"Anyone of the people around you can already be corrupted by this darkest magic. Your mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, daughters and sons! Learn to repress the evil curses the Outsider has put on all of you. The Abbey will be sure to be the salvation for those who do not follow the path of evil!" Midoriya had to bite his tongue lightly to keep from making any snide comments as he walked up to the man. The masked weirdo then looked down and seemed to finally notice Midoriya who stood in front of the podium. No one else had stopped for the speech. "You! Are you another criticizer of the Abbey of the Everyman? You are not welcome here! We overseers won't allow you to stop us spreading our messages, those who are smart heed our warnings!"

"N-No, that's not it! I want to…heed…your warnings. I am uneducated, I want to be taught what I must avoid by the overseers!" Midoriya exclaimed, kneeling. He didn't know why, he probably looked like an idiot but it felt right to convince the 'Overseer.' The man stepped off the podium and seemed to inspect him for a moment.

"This hair color, it is highly unusually. Reminiscent of a residual effect of an evil curse. You may not step in theses premises if evil dwells in your heart! Do not lie to me, I can see evil and its intent from miles away!" The overseer accused as he pointed. 'My…hair? My hair is what he has issue with?'

"Uh... Noo! This IS the residue of an evil curse however it was cast off long ago. I have forever been marked by it, it is how I know I must heed the abbey's words!" Midoriya cringed as he spouted random nonsense. 'God I'm bad at this.'

"Truly? Then we must not dawdle! Hurry inside. The front desk, brother Kobi will guide you. May you finally purge your soul of the final traces of evil that has plagued you, child." The overseer said as he gestured to a set of double doors. "Tell him Overseer Hisaki permitted your entrance."

The greenette just nodded. He had a feeling he was right about the thought he had earlier that he'd need to lie down afterwards. If only to recover from the stupidity and bizarreness of this encounter with just one of these guys.

The inside wasn't impressive, most of the structure seemed to be supported by wood. It looked like it had been displaced in time, rather than being a natural building built in the 22nd century, it looked more like a Victorian ere building than anything. He saw another masked man leaning against a desk when he walked in, reading some documents.

"Hello? Overseer Hisaki sent me in." Midoriya said and the man looked up. He seemed to freeze for a moment when he noticed the boy's appearance. 'Is my hair really that weird to these guys?'

"To what end?" The new overseer, presumably Kobi, asked cautiously as he put the documents away.

"To… learn. I want to know about the threats your warning people about, so I can be prepared to avoid them. I have already payed the price once for my ignorance. You can see the proof in the completely… unnatural color of my hair." Well technically it wasn't a lie, for years green wasn't a natural hair color.

"Ah. Then talk to me, child. My brother has sent you in to be guided, I will make sure that happens. I must know to help, so tell me what you wish to learn more about." The overseer said as he bowed ever slightly at the end. 'Kobi and Hisaki are related? At least Kobi is kind of nice.'

"Well, Overseer Hisaki mentioned an 'Outsider' in his speech just before he talked to me. Who is the outsider?" Midoriya asked as he tried not to grin. Lying wasn't his strong suit in the first place but that was probably the most bold-faced one he'd ever told.

"Child! Be careful what you ask about." Kobi warned, as somehow his mask seemed to darken in warning. 'How do you even do that with a mask?' "Such questions border upon heresy. He is the only god, and he is as evil as they come. These disgusting 'quirks' as those outside call them are his most devious creation."

"Oh? If I may ask for an elaboration please? I don't disagree…" 'Yes I very much disagree, what the hell do they mean evil?!' "I merely would just like to be certain I understand. To be prepared against these….curses."

"Of course. These horrifying…abilities…that so many now possess, these ignorant souls choose to believe it is some foolish 'evolution' that is natural. IT is anything but! These curses were infested within human's years ago, and they were infested by the black-hearted outsider! You must renounce all of these curses that reside within, lest you fall to the temptation of evil, do not let these perversions of human nature into you!"

"Riiiighhht…" Midoriya trailed as he crossed his arms. Already his head was starting to hurt. 'I thought the outsider's only been here for like a few years at most though?' "And what about those permanently, drastically changed by their…curses?"

"We do not have the authority to do what is right." The overseer bit out as he stood up. "They must be put down. The curses have infected them beyond salvation, we must protect the rest of the populace. One day we will get that authority from this ignorant government and purge the evil from the world."

'Oh great they're racists as well. Wait, Hagakure is a mutant type so…' Midoriya shuddered at the implications of what that could mean if they ever did somehow obtain the authority they wanted.

"I'm afraid I have some very important documents to attend to child. There is a library on the second floor. You can learn more of the truth there. Do NOT dare stray any further than that floor child, or there will be consequences." Midoriya shivered lightly at the tone. Somehow he got the feeling he didn't want to know what these consequences were. He nodded and walked off towards the massive staircase just past the desk. As he walked up the stairs he could see in some windows were more overseers either doing menial tasks or talking to each other.

He clicked his tongue in frustration as he looked for the library. So far he'd only really gotten more questions about the abbey and no real answers. The ache in his hand seemed to get worse as he continued walking. In fact now that he thought about it his mark had been irritating him since he had come near the building, like it was trying to warn him of something. 'This library better show up soon. I just want some answ-AHHH!"

He stopped as a sharp pain shot through his shoulder. His hand shot up to grab it as he hissed. He looked in every direction, looking to see if someone had hit him but as far as he could see he was alone. 'What the hell?! What was that?'

He stopped for a moment as he rolled up his sleeve, only to see no damage at all. His eyes narrowed as he inspected it. He had felt like he'd been stabbed and yet there was no damage?

"Library, I need that library." Midoriya muttered as he shook his head. Whatever that was could wait, if he couldn't tell what happened straight away.

It took him a couple of minutes but eventually he found the right door, looking inside revealed a relatively decent sized library. Neither massive nor small, just moderate. It was thankfully organized by alphabet so it only took a couple of moments to find the books he wanted.

He set them down at a nearby table and looked over the three he had picked out.

'Abbey of the everyman: Everything you wanted to know but were afraid to ask.'

'Heretics and the seven strictures.'

'The Outsider: threat beyond the confines of reality.'

Midoriya stared at the three books once more as he finished reading. He blinked slowly as he replayed the information he had learned in his head.

The first book had talked about how the abbey apparently existed to oppose dark magic, and eradicate those who would use it, heretics. There methods were most certainly not legal, forms of torture and murder had been graphically detailed in the book and the more Midoriya read the more ill he felt. 'Is it even possible to do that with someone's tongue?!'

The second had mostly repeated a lot of the graphic methods the group used however it also labeled the ways to identify heretics, such as inhuman abilities, unnatural skin color and reluctance to comply with Overseers. The final identifier had seriously worried Midoriya if they truly used all these methods on suspected heretics: gut instinct. If an overseer had a gut feeling someone was a heretic, then they could be considered a heretic. 'This is outdated right? Please tell me it is.'

He checked the date and blanched when he realized this particular book has been put in the library just a week ago. 'The hell?! This is the things they want authority to do?'

The strictures were mostly behaviors and etiquette the Abbey expected people to follow. Apparently regardless of who they were or what they believed in. 'Is it even legal for these guys to exist like this?'

The final book, the most important one, had at least provided some levity at first. He had been worried what he would find within, what the Abbey had to say about the god that had granted his powers, that he had been being observed by for months now.

Instead, within he had found very, very inaccurate descriptions of the outsider, describing his appearance as monstrous, with no corporeal form, spiked teeth and irises of pure evil. While that was amusing enough with how inaccurate it was (though admittedly horrifying to picture), the description of the Outsiders personality he had started to lose it at.

It described the god as adopting a falsely jovial personality, enticing in innocent souls to pervert them with his evil touch. It presumed him to be joyful and energetic, able to manipulate his prey based upon their emotions.

If it wasn't for the fact he didn't want to attract attention to himself he would of broken down laughing imagining the real Outsider trying to act as jovial as his mentor did.

However the laughter soon died when he read one final excerpt before he had closed the book. It has recounted the tale of a man supposedly touched by the outsider, a man who had a marking upon his left hand very much like Midoriya, a man who had possessed many abilities.

A man who killed many for his own personal gain, to get coin. Daud, a man touched by the void and who apparently killed hundreds before disappearing mysteriously. He was apparently never caught.

Midoriya felt the wind knocked out of him as he had re-read that excerpt over and over.

The outsider had marked someone…

…And they had killed countless people…

…Just like he had with the demon.

Just like….

Smoke.

So much smoke.

Smoke everywhere, smoke suffocating.

Can't breathe.

Smoke. Death. Murder.

Murdered.

Smoke.

Murder.

Smoke.

Demon

Murdered

Smoke.

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