[Vol 1 - 2: Hello, New World! - Part 2]

Chiyo Shuzenji, the head nurse and doctor at U.A., had been concerned, and for a good reason, too. She had met many patients in the past on death's door many, many times before. Some of those times were the last times that those people have breathed air, but never once has it ever been with children. She made especially sure that those who were younger got far better treatment than her 100% best. When it came to children, she put 200% into her treatments. And this time was no exception, except for one small thing.

Kokichi Oma, the patient in question, was unique. The reason for his uniqueness was that he met the intruder criteria that U.A. had instilled within its code of conduct for the staff to obey.

The code was a very simple, very easy to understand rule that, if anyone were to break it, it would mean that not only would they lose their job, their hero licence—if they had one—but they would also be arrested for treason, seen under Japanese law that stated; If anyone is to help a person who is/has/will commit a terroristic act, they too will be considered a terrorist themselves, and will be punished under the fullest extent of the law.

Seeing as breaking into a hero school, where hundreds if not thousands of children are on the premise and were vulnerable to, let's say, an attack which is propagated from a rift cracking open in the sky and spewing someone out as a trojan horse, then that would fall under the lines of being an intruder, and is to be left to their own devices.

But this incident with Kokichi was different for several reasons. Reasons that allowed the rule to be waived off, and for Kokichi to not be considered a threat and an intruder, but as someone who was gravely injured and needed medical attention at the hands of a trained doctor and surgeon, that being Chiyo herself.

But what exactly were those reasons? Well….

The first thing was that he fell through a rift 500 kilometres in the sky, a fall that should've killed any normal person, but the boy survived… somehow. The second thing that caused great concern was the fact that he had some unknown poison flowing through his veins, and he was in clear pain, meaning that his being here was not an attack, which meant that Nedzu would allow him to be healed and treated under supervision.

The third thing that made him unique was that no one, not even an orphanage, had a boy in their care who even remotely looked like Kokichi Oma. On top of that, he had no birth certificate, and he had no citizenship in any country. He was a complete nobody.

Then came the questions he asked when he woke up. They were… bizarre to say the least, as were his reactions. He seemed confused about the answers that Chiyo had given him, but he seemed to roll with it in the end, so that was good. But for someone to not know about Quirks in an era where 80% of the population had one was bizarre, and then for him to turn around and have one made it even weirder.

When confronted by this, Nedzu posed the idea that he could've been a time traveller, which Chiyo immediately discredited, but the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. He had no idea what a Quirk was, yet he possessed one. She remembered back when she was younger they still called Quirks "Meta-Abilities" and those with them "Meta-Humans."

Perhaps he was from that era? He also seemed extremely shocked about the year, which also lead to evidence for the theory to be plausible. However, the only thing that disproved it was his records, of which he had none. There was no record of a "Kokichi Ouma," nor was there any record of someone with his appearance, both in the present, and in the past.

The boy was also clearly Japanese, seeing as he spoke the language fluently, and he looked the part, too. Though she could've supposed that he might've been Korean or Chinese and knew Japanese as a second language, though Kokichi was a Japanese name, and Oma was, well, Oma was a strange one. It was a name that popped up pretty much everywhere in eastern Asia and meant a variety of different things, but the Japanese meaning of the name meant something along the lines of "Big Interval," or "Big Space."

In other words, it made no sense with the name, Kokichi, which meant a variety of different things like "Little good luck" or "Happy good luck," or "prosperous good luck" or "steel good luck." Combined together, the name seemed to have no real meaning. Whatever his parents had been thinking when they gave him the name Kokichi was completely lost on the nurse, but that didn't really matter at the moment.

What mattered was his Quirk, Liar.

It was horrifying but in a good way, if that was even possible. His Quirk was similar to America's number one Pro Hero, Star and Stripe, and her Quirk: New Order. Basically, so long as she grabbed onto something, she could apply a rule on it that allowed her to do practically anything, and if she couldn't grab it, she could make a rule that stated that she could grab it, then instate another rule on it.

Kokichi's Quirk was pretty similar, although only in the sense that it was reality-bending. All Kokichi had to do was lie with his Quirk active, and that lie would become the truth, though if there was something that proved the lie to be just that, a lie, then it would fail, although that only seemed to be if it was applied to someone else. He could lie about himself all he wanted, and there was nothing that anyone could do to prove it wrong. His Quirk deactivated when he clapped twice in a row with a slight pause in between, as they tested it when he was instructed to lie about an apple being an orange, then give a standing ovation. The lie didn't disappear, but when he double clapped, it did.

And again, unlike Star and Stripe's Quirk, his drawback was far worse. While her Quirk only allowed her to apply her rules to two things before she had to give up on one, all things considered, the drawback was merely an annoyance. For Kokichi, however, his could be life-threatening.

Depending on the lie he told and the severity of it, it would cause him to spit up blood and for his heart rate to increase. In other words, his Quirk was the literalization of the saying: Lies are hurtful and dangerous to everyone, but it is worse for the liar.

Then, there were the practical drawbacks and limitations. For example, he couldn't resurrect or kill people outright using his Quirk, though she was sure he could be creative about certain things and wordings unless his Quirk was just that strict.

And despite their Quirks only being slightly similar, that didn't stop some things to be spread about Kokichi and his possible connection to Cathleen back in America.

Seeing as Cathleen was known to be a bit flirtatious with the people on her military base, for a bit, there was a small rumour bubbling about in the American base that she might have had a child and told no one about it.

She denied this, of course, and she even wanted to prove it. So, when Cathleen requested some proof to back her claims, Chiyo obliged. She forwarded the information about Kokichi's Quirk and a blood sample at the American's request, though nothing came back, which was a relief for Cathleen. However, she had now been interested in Kokichi and even suggested that if she had some time off, she'd come to see the boy in order to see what his Quirk was capable of.

As nice as that was, it still left everyone with no real answer as to who or what Kokichi was, who his parents were, or what his origins might have been.

In other words, Kokichi Oma was a complete anomaly. One that couldn't be explained, nor had any easy explanation. It was as if the universe simply created him and plopped him into their hands. For what purpose? Well, nobody seemed to know, but with a Quirk as powerful as his, it was clear that he needed to be guided in the right direction, so as to not accidentally create a villain that could lie to get his way out of any crime he committed and have it work.

Currently, Kokichi was undergoing a physical examination after he passed out from Chiyo's Quirk's side effect wearing off. He woke up soon after, which was good—the last thing she wanted was to have the poor boy die because she jumped the shark, but that hadn't mattered now. From what she and some of the other staff members, such as Powerloader, Vlad King, and Aizawa Shouta, observed, he was in perfect health. He was also physically strong, though not like something from what All Might or even someone with a strength-enhancing Quirk could do, just someone who had been working out for a few years to build up body mass.

He was also a good runner, and after doing a parkour test to see his reflexes, they learned he had pretty damn good ones. Overall, the general consensus was that he must have had been training to be a hero for a while, or was just interested in training up his body to peak performance. Whatever the case might have been for his previous training, he seemed to have been doing it for a while.

They even put him through the Quirk Apprehension test to see his limits, and what they found was shocking. He could lie about having a certain attribute about himself, and it end up working. For example, during the sandpit jump, he lied about having a super jump ability, and suddenly, when he jumped, he left a small crater in the ground and cleared the jumping pit twenty times over. For the side jumps, he said he generated speed the more he moved side to side, and that was exactly what happened. This continued to happen, until the strength test when he had to stop, else he barfed up another pool of blood from consistent use of his Quirk.

In total, he could lie 5 times in a given hour before coughing up enough blood to make him go into shock, and that wasn't even minding the heart nonsense. Chiyo wrote this down once she had received this information, and added it to his official Quirk record. After that, his test scores were that of an average person.

"So… from what I can gather from the test scores, it shows that he definitely has the potential to be a high-ranking hero. Hell, he might be one of the best students in this hypothetical new batch, unless someone can manage to top all of his scores when I get my students for the year, but overall, the main important factor is his potential," A voice began talking, black eyes scrunching up as he looked down at a piece of paper.

"The only thing I'm concerned about is his reluctance to speak to others outside of responses to questions. He seems to have some sort of trauma and has developed trust issues, at least that is what I can gather. He's going to need some form of counselling," the voice continued, a thought forming in his head, a memory of when he spoke to the boy in question when he simply gave him a grunt of confirmation about him returning to the medical bay room that he had basically made his bedroom throughout the day, glancing behind him with a skeptical glare in his eyes before leaving.

The man shook his head, placing the piece of paper with the test scores and the notes he made about the boy on a neatly sorted oak wood desk, located within an office, of which a turned chair sat facing away from the man staring at a window, a hum of acknowledgement coming from the person sitting on the chair as the person who placed the piece of paper shifted in his spot for a few seconds.

The man in question was Aizawa Shouta. Aizawa had a slender figure, long black hair that reached down past his shoulders, and bags underneath his black eyes. He had the startings of some patchy facial hair under and on his chin, as well as pale skin. He wore a black baggy two-piece jumpsuit with a utility belt around his waist to keep his pants up. Around his shoulders was a massive grey scarf that obscured his neck, a portion of his chin, and parts of his shoulders. For footwear, he had two knee-high black combat boots with steel toes.

"I see…." The person in the chair hummed, tapping his hands together, looking over the campus of U.A. from his office window. "And we're sure he isn't a part of some villainous group?" the person asked, looking over his shoulder, which was merely a gesture, seeing as he couldn't see over it due to the height of the chair, though Aizawa could feel the cold judging glare that his superior was giving him.

"Yes. I even checked with the nearby Yakuza with a picture of the boy, and none of them seemed to recognize him. Even Tsukauchi asked them the same question when I left, and they all stated the truth. So he seems to be clear. He's in the medical bay right now. He stated that he had nowhere to live, so he's taking up residence there for the time being. I was going to suggest that he lives in the experimental dormitories," Aizawa responded as the chair spun around, and the Principal of U.A., Nedzu, jumped up onto his desk, a massive smile on his face.

Nedzu was small, barely even 3 feet tall, and yet even then, he seemed to be an imposing figure to Aizawa, despite the smile on his face. He had a massive scar over his right eye, and he wore a black waistcoat with a red tie, underneath which he wore a white shirt. He also wore black pants and brown sneakers which looked more like boots on the small dog, mouse or bear-like creature.

"Very well, take me to this Kokichi Oma you speak of, I would like to meet the boy myself!" The Chimera said, jumping into the binding cloth, sticking his head out of them. Aizawa rolled his eyes. This was the man that held superior power over him, and he was acting like an overactive goofball. He was probably hyped up on tea or something.

"Alright," was the only answer that came from Aizawa as he took the Principal to meet Kokichi Oma. He just hoped that the boy would actually talk to the man to alleviate some pressure from the whole situation.

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Kokichi frowned, looking down at the clothes that the school had given him to wear throughout the day. A black shirt with music notes on the front, dark grey sweatpants, black socks, and black runners. Somehow, they were all his size, which was good, but that didn't mean he liked them. He preferred his straight jacket, pants, boots, hat, and jacket, but since he had no way of getting them until he got copies of them, he had no real way of wearing what he normally did.

Ergo, he went with the flow and put on the damn clothes. Though he didn't stay in them for long, as an hour after he awoke after passing out from exhaustion, something the nurse said was her fault because of what her Quirk's side-effect was, he was ushered to what looked like a testing sight to catalogue his fitness, and told to wear a tacky blue jumpsuit with the logo of the school implanted into the design, which was, again, tacky. He was told he could use his Quirk, and so he did. However, halfway through the testing, he had to stop using it because of the pain he felt from using it so much in such a short period.

When the tests were over, the man who had been testing him, Aizawa Shouta he overheard his name being, asked him where he was going. He didn't give the man an answer, seeing as he didn't trust him. He didn't trust any of them, actually, though he had been able to guess. The only person he somewhat trusted was the nurse because she had stuck her neck out for him by healing him.

Outside of that, he knew he was alone in this strange future that he never even existed in prior to last week.

"What's a supreme leader to do?" Kokichi muttered, clenching his right hand into a fist, staring at it as if it had betrayed him. He clenched his teeth together, his eyes narrowing as he thought about his current situation, and just how shitty it had been, at least, from his point of view.

D.I.C.E. was gone and had been founded by Takime instead of himself, and because of that, he knew he didn't deserve the title of Ultimate Supreme Leader, so his life's work never existed. His parents would've been dead just like they always have been, even before he had created D.I.C.E., and to top it all off, he had no place to live. He couldn't will himself a family into existence since that was beyond the boundaries of his new ability—because he refused to call them Quirks, that was stupid—and even if he could make himself a new family, he knew it would be fake, so there was no point.

All he had was his ability, and whatever the hell this school had to offer. He didn't have much of a choice in what to do next, so what he had to do was obvious, but he didn't want to acknowledge it. He knew next to no one, and even if the title of being a hero didn't sit right with him—especially after what he had done in The Killing Game—if he wanted any sort of stability in his new life, he knew exactly what it was he had to do.

That didn't mean, however, he was going to grow attached to anyone. He owed it to himself to not do that. "What would you do in this situation, Shuichi… you always seemed to know what to do no matter what the situation was. So why can't I do the same?"

"Here he is, Mr. Principal."

Kokichi looked up from the floor, shaking away his prior thoughts as he saw Aizawa standing in the doorway, but no one else. He raised an eyebrow, and just as he was about to speak, a small rodent jumped out from Aizawa's scarf. What was most surprising about the whole situation, outside of the fact that the principal was a rodent, was that he had been wearing human clothes of all things. The supposed principal landed in front of him, then looked up with a smile on his face, then bowed. "Good evening, Oma Kokichi, my name is Nedzu, the Principal of this fine establishment!" The rodent stated as he straightened himself.

Kokichi's left eye twitched. This had to be some sort of joke. He rubbed his eyes, then shook his head slightly, but even when he did that, the picture of the rodent hadn't disappeared, and instead, the rat—"actually wait a moment, he had the tail of a dog, and… those paws, they belonged to a bear. Is this thing a chimera!? What the hell kind of future did I wake up in!?"

"Mr. Oma?" The chimera asked as Kokichi cleared his throat, shaking away whatever dumbfounded expression he must have had on his face before addressing Nedzu.

"Yeah… I'm just… wow. So, uh… what exactly are you, a mutant rat?" Kokichi questioned, raising an eyebrow as the principal chuckled.

"Oh, no! I would never give that away. That would ruin the air of mystery! Am I a dog? A mouse? A bear? Well, it doesn't matter, because I'm the principal of U.A.! But you can call me Nedzu!" the chimera said as Kokichi sighed. "Well, at least he has a sense of humour, and at least he's not a stickler."

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Nedzu," Kokichi stated, looking at the chimera, a small smile on his face, amused at his demeanour. "So, uh… what do you want? I did those tests that Mr. Aizawa wanted me to do, so… can I go, or are you going to keep me here?" Kokichi asked as Nedzu chuckled to himself.

"Well, you like to cut straight to the point. That shows promise, Mr. Oma. You'd make a great hero in the future, and it's that future I'd like to secure for you. I offer you a spot in U.A.'s Hero program and seeing as you meet our requirements, you can pass on the exams. You'll be placed into one of the classes once the teachers form their own classes after the exams are finished. You will be allowed to continue to live on campus in the experimental dormitories. You will be given a 50,000 yen allowance every month to use on whatever you want, and, with his permission, of course, Aizawa over here will be your foster parent as a means to state that you have a family, that way the government won't have to stick their nose in on you every month to assure that you are responsible to be on your own. But that is only if you accept my offer. So, how about it, Oma Kokichi?"

Nedzu made it very clear to Kokichi on what the only right answer was, yet, Kokichi was hesitant. He couldn't be the only one who believed he didn't deserve this, right? He didn't deserve to be a hero after what he had done, after what he had seen. After everything he said, and after everything he put people through. Did he really deserve to call himself a hero? Even if it was only to make sure he didn't end up as a bum on the side of the road begging for spare change, would he even allow himself to be one?

"Stop it. It's the only chance I got to live a normal life. Even if my life before this wasn't normal, maybe this might allow me to do that. Something I've never done before." "Fine, I'll take the deal, Mr. Principal."

And with that, the two shook hands, and he was escorted to the dorms by both Nedzu and Aizawa—who seemed to groan when Kokichi called him pops, and yes, he was going to get as much mileage out of that as he possibly could. When he got there, the "dorms" turned out to be a Mansion with five floors and on the front of the building, there was an arcing banner above the entrance of the house that read: 1-A Alliance. There were two sets of massive double doors, and it even had a front porch. It wasn't the only one, either, as there were 20 other buildings, all of which Nedzu had said were vacant.

"Jeez… how much of a budget does this school have?!" Kokichi thought as he was handed a set of keys to the house. When he unlocked it and walked within, his eyes widened at what he saw.

Within the Mansion—because that was what it was— he was given a tour. There were 20 bedrooms, a massive foyer that acted as a living room, an elevator, a decently sized kitchen, and off to a corner was a laundry room. In the foyer, three red-leather couches were surrounding a glass coffee table, and off to the right, three red-leather chairs were doing the same thing, though the table was smaller. The floor in the foyer was carpeted, and there were several closets to put jackets in, as well as shoes. Each bedroom he had peered into was the exact same; one bed, one desk, and one dresser, as well as a school-issued laptop.

Once the tour was over, the group of three stood by the front door, to which the principal turned around to meet Kokichi with a smile. "And that's the tour. So, what do you think, Mr. Oma?" Nedzu asked as Kokichi was left speechless. He was beyond words. How the HELL did they afford all of this!? He was winded when he saw everything, and even now he was still reeling from the shock. Even the dorms at The Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles weren't this luxurious, and he thought they were pretty cool. Even if the bedrooms here were smaller, at least here this place felt more like a home than back there.

He thought of all the stuff he could do with all of this space. He couldn't do any renovations to the main living area, but he could do so to his room, as Nedzu said that it was basically his home until the school decided to role them out for practical use, so technically, he had this whole place to himself, which now that he thought about it, seemed pretty lonely.

But even still, he had a whole mansion to himself, and a month before school started. He was already going to be living the high life, so why think about it in any other way?

"This. Is. WICKED!" Kokichi said, a massive smile on his face, causing Nedzu to chuckle. Aizawa simply rolled his eyes at the boy's excited demeanour, crossing his arms.

"Glad you like it, Oma," Aizawa stated, looking away. "Now, if you need anything, just use this," Aizawa said, passing him a cellphone. "It's my old one, but I had it factory reset, so it's not like I have anything of importance on there. I have Netflix installed, as well as Youtube and Herotube, the same thing goes for the Television in this house. The Netflix that is on the phone and the Television is paired with my account. You can use it since I barely do. Tomorrow, I'm going to go with you to set up a bank account for you, and then we can deposit the 50,000 yen immediately. Do some research on some banks you might want to go with, then we'll go there tomorrow in the afternoon. See you tomorrow," Aizawa stated, walking away with Nedzu.

Kokichi had a smirk on his face, turning around to greet the whole of the building with wide arms. If he was going to be here for the rest of his life, stuck in this strange, bizarre future, he might as well greet it, right? "Hello, new world!" Kokichi said, his smirk turning into a wild, devious smile imprinted on his face. "Your new Supreme Ruler is here to stay!"

-To Be Continued in – Meeting of a Lifetime – Part 1-

In the wise words of one man by the name of Kronk: "Oh yeah, it's all coming together."

We've moved past the prologue chapters, and now we're about to get into the real meat and potatoes of the story. Kokichi has a mansion all to himself, and he is a direct shoo-in to U.A. and Aizawa has pretty much adopted him. I feel bad for Aizawa, he doesn't know what he has gotten himself into.

Now, for a little disclaimer. While Kokichi is a little shit as of right now, I just want to state that he will NOT be the same for long. I plan to make Kokichi a genuinely good person as time goes on, so if you don't want to see Kokichi go from gremlin boy to a good-hearted person with a brash personality, leave.

If you guys are going to be in this for the long run, then I hope you are all excited about this as I am. If anyone of you has read 'The Pig, The Mask, and The Slayers' then you'll know just how much I love to shatter canon. I don't intend to stick to Canon in this story, and with Kokichi's mere existence in this world, there will be some things that change.

Until next time, peace out ya'll.