Rody Soul was really unsure which was the worst part of the day. First, he had been kidnapped by the so-called 'Symbol of Evil' and turned into one of his minions on penalty of death if he tried to escape. Second, he had been forced to steal a motorbike and then a crappy pickup truck with only three, narrow seats, meaning he was crammed between Beros, who had taken the first turn behind the wheel, and his new boss, next to the window. Third, the fact that both him and Beros were completely soaked due to the rain and even so close to summer that wasn't exactly enjoyable. Fourth, the fact he had been unable to call Roro and Lala to tell them their big brother was still ok.
Or fifth, the fact that Beros was taking the chance to compose out loud hymns to her 'Savior'.
That one was probably the worst.
"All for One, mighty is he, Symbol of Evil, genuflect, show some respect, down on one knee…" She was singing behind her mask, low enough to not disturb All for One – who seemed to be taking the chance for a nap – but high enough that Rody was forced to listen to it.
"Another Disney parody? I thought you were done after you turned Be Prepared into a song about the messiah. And I'm not even sure how you did that!"
"Mh? That one was easy." She moved a hand in front of her face, "It's clear from your vacant expression, that the lights are not all on upstairs. But we are talking Quirks and oppression, even you can't be caught unawares…" She sang.
"Oh, ah-ah." Rody said, pushing the hand away and glancing outside the window next to her. It would take them about a day to get to the border, excluding any stops to eat or sleep. He scratched Pino's head, the bird cooing against his shoulder.
He sighed. Well, that was his life now. Hopefully his boss would at least let him go alive once they were done with… taking down… a terrorist organization- 'How am I involved in this?! And why is the Symbol of Evil so hellbent on taking down an evil cult?!'
Well, that one was easy, All for One was a Quirk user, and the genocide of all the Quirked would probably be a problem for him too. Rody could sympathize, considering he also had a Quirk and didn't feel like dying for that. Also, Pino was great, she deserved to exist too.
But still, why was he in the front line?! Wasn't this the Heroes' job?! Or at least the big-name Villains' job?! He was a lowly thief and delivery boy with some parkour skill, for crying out loud, what was he supposed to do against an armed terrorist?
He sighed. Ugh, this was too much. He didn't know if Roro and Lala would be ok, he didn't know when he would get back to them, and he didn't even know if he would survive.
Rody leaned back in his chair. He really needed a distraction right now.
"He is got seventy-five mutant Quiiirks…" He heard Beros mutter, and then frown, clearly trying to think of a way to continue.
Rody considered his option. On the one hand he could try to sleep, likely leaning against All for One, and paying the consequences for it. On the other…
"Heteromorphs he's got fifty-four…" Rody offered, which awarded him a surprised look from Beros.
"Why fifty-four though?"
"Well, so you can change the sound in a bit from menagerie to collector and it works." Rody replied, "Like, 'When it comes to Emitters and Doubles… Does he got a few – I'm telling you – He's a world class collector.' And that sounds better…"
"Makes sense. Oh, and then for the next line…"
-x-
All for One stood up from his quick nap. Technically, he didn't need to sleep – his Insomnia Quirk made him perfectly rested even without it – but he still appreciated a nap once in a while. It was usually a good time as any to meet up with the Vestiges he kept in his body and threaten them into subservience. Always fun.
He opened his eyes – metaphorically, since he was unable to actually do so thanks to the Symbol of Peace – and was greeted by his new underlings busy singing.
Wait what?
Indeed, the kid and the woman were singing quite loudly, the bird accompanying them as music blasted from one of their phones, "Cause we are the last of a Meta breed, the last with powers that we don't need, I wonder why the Quirkist cares, so much about my genes, I don't need one to reach for glory, millions did it before me, a Quirkless brand of love you never walk away from, we are loyal servants of All for One!..."
They kept going until they reached the end of the song, before giving each other a high five. "See, I told you this worked." The teen – Loddy, All for One was pretty sure that was his name – said proudly.
"I suppose you were right, Soul. I still think we should have tried with Be My Guest…" The woman – Beros, he remembered – replied.
"No, no more Disney songs."
"Ugh, you are just trying to get on my nerves- My lord!" Beros shouted, noticing All for One was turned their way and clearly awake. "You are awake!"
"Beros look at the road!" Loddy shouted, grabbing the wheel the woman had let go in an attempt to bow towards him, narrowly stopping them from slamming against the guardrail.
All for One was used at the idea of being revered, so that didn't really disturb him. On the other hand, the fact he had now been 'gifted' a pre-Quirk song parody. He wasn't sure if he should have been grateful for the sincere act of devotion or if he should have fired an Air Cannon and killed both of them before they spread the song around.
Although, the idea of it reaching All Might's ears did sound enticing…
"Beros, Loddy-"
"It's Rody sir…"
"-How is our journey going?" He asked. In truth, his Geolocalization Quirk would have allowed him to know without asking, but this was All for One's vacation. He was supposed to take it easy, have fun, and kill some idiots that thought they could go and organize a genocide in which he was included. Recruiting new underlings and making them do his job was just part of the fun.
And if they behaved, he could just send them to Tomura and Himiko. Buying souvenirs for your family was only mindful after all.
"We have been doing good progress, my lord." Beros said, ignoring Rody – that was his name, of course, and All for One had never said otherwise – "We will switch driver in a couple hours at most."
"Are you sure Beros?" Rody asked, "You have been driving for a good six hours."
"And I shall drive forever if so my savior demands!" Beros declared.
All for One made to point out that he didn't really care and suggest they stopped at the closest parking area to steal a better car, but before he could a projectile hit their right rearview mirror.
No one said anything for a long moment, before All for One sighed. "By any chance, is that your phone, Beros?"
"… It was Rody's idea!"
"Oh you piece of…" Rody coughed in his fist, almost feeling All for One looming over him even though he was still seated. "Uhm, I will… Check who it is. Maybe it's someone shooting the wrong car."
"I'm sure in Otheon it's a common greeting." All for One replied, extremely unimpressed, as Rody raised his head to look to the back of the pick-up track, through the large window dividing them from the back, before jumping back down a second before more gunfire exploded through said window and annihilated the window, raining glass over them.
"Uhm, I think, the good news is that there are only five cars and a truck."
"The bad news?"
"About thirty Humarise members armed to the teeth on them, led by a guy with a yellow mask."
"Wait, they sent Sidero?!" Beros replied, "They really don't respect our Savior!"
"What's the problem with Sidero?" Rody asked.
"He is a coward that would turn on anyone in an instant if it was convenient for him."
All for One hummed. Well well, that sounded interesting…
"Very well, I suppose we are fighting. Beros, could you give me your phone?"
Beros nodded, immediately handing over the phone. All for One activated his Touch Bomb Quirk and then handed it to Rody. "Rody, a good toss. Make sure to aim well. Ah, also, you have five seconds or it will explode in your hand."
Rody yelped, aimed and tossed the phone without even questioning his words or choice of weaponry, and the phone clattered on the road. Then, when the first car passed over it, it exploded, sending their back careening forward. Two of the Humarise members, that had been sitting on the car's window, where sent flying and landed on the asphalt, either out cold or dead.
"Good job Rody." All for One said, patting him in the back.
"Thank you sir- You just stole my Quirk, didn't you?" Rody asked, noticing Pino vanish with a yelp.
"Wooooh, death to all Quirks!" Beros shouted.
"S-Sir, please, I really care about Pino…"
"Ah, relax Rody, I want to test a thing, then I'll give it back." All for One replied. 'Maybe. If it's not too good to pass on it.' He added mentally. "Well, let's try it. Soul."
The bird that appeared on his shoulder was a large falcon with white black feathers that turned white around the head and neck. However, his wings had a metallic iridescence to them, as if they were black but hid within a thousand colors.
"Pino?" Rody asked, eyes wide, but the bird scoffed and looked away.
All for One pulled out the window and the bird too flight immediately. Heading toward the Humarise cars.
"Alright, let's test this out." All for One said, excited. Experimenting with new Quirks was always enjoyable. "Soul, plus, Fire Breathing."
The bird opened its mouth, and a torrent of fire shot out, setting ablaze the unfortunate Humarise member that had the misfortune of being closer. The man desperately tried to stop the fire, before he fell and got run over by the car proceeding behind him.
The other Humarise members opened fire, trying to force the bird away, and All for One smirked.
"Plus, gigantification." He said.
And that was when the bird grew in size until it looked big enough to pick up a car and take it away. As it turned out, it didn't just 'look' big enough, because it did indeed pick up a car, the occupants screaming like banshees before the bird unceremoniously dropped them from fifty meters in the air on another car, making both crash.
"Eh, I really like your Quirk, Rody." All for One said with a grin. Then he coughed, blood coming out of his mouth, "What the…"
"Oh, right, uhm, the bird is a reflection of yourself, so if it gets beaten up you can get beaten up too. Not to the same degree, but if it breaks a bone you get a nasty bruise, for example." Rody explained, and All for One frowned. No, this wouldn't do. As interesting as it was to field a giant bird of doom to take out his enemies, the fact its wound were reflected was a deal breaker, Regeneration or not. With a sigh, he touched Rody's head again and sent the Quirk back in. Suddenly, the giant hawk vanished entirely, and in its place Pino returned to Rody's shoulder, apparently looking nauseous.
"Rody, be a dear and take care of the remaining vehicles, will you?" All for One asked. The expression on the teen's face was priceless.
-x-
"M-Me?!" Rody asked, pointing at himself.
"Y-You, yes." All for One echoed, "I trust you can do it."
"But I don't have a weapon!"
All for One rolled his eyes, then shook his hand. "Here, those two should suffice."
Rody felt dizzy, and then nauseous. Pain creeped through his hand and up his arm, before settling in his gut. "Ugh, I don't feel so good…"
"Oh, relax, it's three Quirks, most people can hold them. For a bit, at least." He clapped, "Chop chop now, kid, or I will start to wonder if you are useful or not."
Rody gulped, "Y-Yeah, sure. Ugh…" He pushed himself to the back of the pick-up through the broken window, rolling on it before stumbling up, feeling his stomach turn. "I really don't feel so…" and then he slammed both hands on the back of the pick-up and vomited.
Except his vomit was magma, leaving behind a trail of melted rock. The car at the front dove out of the way right before running over it.
"Wha…" He opened his mouth and felt something. Without much thinking, he breathed out, and a ball of magma fired out of his mouth, slamming against the front of the car and making it blow up. In response, the last car and the truck started moving to the side, trying to accelerate and pincer them.
"Good job, Rody, now the truck!" All for One called from the back.
"Help me!" Rody shouted, diving for cover behind the tailgate as more projectiles embedded themselves in it.
"I'm on vacation kid!"
"I hate my life so much…" Rody grumbled, as the truck flanked them. Driving it was the guy with a yellow mask, the one Beros had called a useless coward. He opened his hand and threw a steel marble. And then, midflight, the marble turned into a massive sphere.
Rody reflexively protected himself with both hands… and the steel ball landed on them, held up by his raw strength.
"So, you have Eruption and Strength Amplification, whatever will you do, Rody Soul?"
Rody looked at the steel ball, then back at the truck. "I think you lost something!" He shouted, before tossing it back at full strength. He was fairly sure he heard an 'Oh fu-' from the guy, before the steel ball crashed into the truck. Rody watched the vehicle swerve and then hit the guardrail, but it wasn't enough to stop it. Still, using his opening, he turned around, keeping himself low to avoid gunfire, and then used Eruption against the last remaining car.
The impact of the magma sphere sent the car off the road. 'I really hope I didn't just kill anyone…' Rody thought, gulping.
Gulping turned out to be a terrible idea, because Rody ended up downing magma. As his stomach angrily protested, he found he was really happy his temporary Quirk had apparently made him immune to the magma, because otherwise he would have died a very stupid death.
"I think we lost them, sir." Rody said, "I don't see the truck anymore."
"Sidero probably took the chance and ran." Beros muttered, "Fucking coward, you are supposed to want to die for Humarise. I hate him so much, traitorous scum…"
"Say, is the view good from atop that genocidal high horse?" Rody asked. The car swerved and Rody stumbled, almost falling off the edge. "Ohi!"
She looked at him with a deadpan stare, "So sorry, I think my high horse just bucked a bit."
Rody sighed, sitting down in the back of the pick-up.
This really wasn't his day.
-x-
"I want that one." All for One decided, as they looked at the parking lot of the lonely diner in the middle of nowhere. There were three cars and a large truck, besides their own pick-up. The latter sounded like it was about to keel over, thanks to a shot-down tire and most likely just its age. Which meant it was time for Rody to add another grand theft auto to his collection of crimes, hooray.
Of course, All for One had immediately singled out an elegant black car that screamed 'to drive me you have to be at least this rich', with the 'this' marking a pile of money about as tall as Rody was. Why it was parked in front of a small side-road diner was anyone's guess.
"I will need a few minutes to deal with this." He said, starting to work on breaking in without setting off the alarm.
"Take your time." All for One replied, "I organized a great distraction."
"You did?"
-x-
Beros kicked open the door of the restaurant, holding in both hands a gun her savior had created using one of his Quirks, some Iron Molding Quirk he had used to turn part of the car in a pair of firearms. "Everybody down, this is a robbery!"
The people inside screamed, throwing themselves to the ground. Beros started cackling. Yes, she would succeed, and prove to her lord that she was useful, and then he would take her home, and then he would serve him loyally for the rest of her life… Oh, this would be glorious! This would be…
She stopped when she glanced at the television and saw the image on the screen. It was an artistic depiction of her savior, Rody and herself, accompanied by the headline 'Wanted mass murderers on the run. At least fifty dead in the apparent battle between a religious group and a gang of three.'
"You, with the phone!" She shouted, pointing one of the guns to a rich customer in a fancy suit that had tried discreetly to pull out his cellphone and was completely failing at it, "Give me your phone and password."
"Y-Yes ma'am." The man said, sliding it over. She checked through it and found the news article. Good, lord All for One would enjoy it. Rody probably wouldn't, but her companion would learn to despise Quirks over time. Everyone else she knew did.
Or died, but details.
"Uhm, ma'am, do you want our money, or…" The owner of the diner asked.
"What? Oh, right, this is a robbery and all that…" She glanced outside the window, to see Rody struggling with the car. Meanwhile, All for One had made the other cars somehow disappear, to make it less likely that Humarise would identify which car they had taken quickly. Her savior truly was smart. He had even used another one of his Quirk to change their plate numbers. "I don't know, give me fifty or whatever."
"F-Fifty thousand? I don't have that much!"
"Nah, fifty in all, and…" She checked the menu, "I think I'll take… five portions of fries and… I don't know, which one is your best hamburger?"
"Pardon?" She aimed the gun at him, and the owner jumped back "A-Ah, I suggest our double cheeseburger?"
"Nah." The guy in a suit hiding under the table said, "The best hamburger here is the Spicy Bacon."
"You don't get hamburgers Sam!" Another of the clients shouted, "Why the fuck would you put bacon in your hamburger, it kills both tastes!"
"I think the Chicken burger is better anyway." A buff guy with a trucker hat replied, peaking up from behind his table.
"Oh go to hell, Carl, who the fuck goes into a diner and goes 'yes, I'd like the hamburger with the fake pansy burger."
"You are an asshole Rick!"
"Ohi, I have children here!" The father of a family of four shouted from their own hiding spot, "Language!"
"And chicken nuggets are better than a hamburger anyway." A kid no older than ten shouted, something that made everyone freeze as they slowly turned to stare at him.
Beros sighed, as the diner descended in a discussion over the best choice of lunch. She was fairly sure this wasn't how hostage situations usually went.
-x-
"Is there a reason why you have at least ten burgers and five boxes of chicken nuggets and fries?" Rody asked, seated behind the wheel of their new car.
"I don't want to talk about it." Beros replied. Rody shrugged and snag himself a pack of fries and one of chicken nuggets, plus a bottle of water for good measure.
Beros sighed and turned to All for One. This would all be worth it if she could offer tribute to her savior. "My lord, accept this humble offering from your… humble servant." She said, holding up a pack of fries and a double cheeseburger.
All for One shrugged, "No thank you. I have a Body Preservation Quirk that makes it so I don't need to eat. Also, I don't keep this physique by eating fat food."
Beros wanted to scream.
-x-
The rest of the journey was remarkably unremarkable, All for One mused. A bit boring really, if he was being honest, but he supposed there was only time for a couple of showdowns prior to the final battle in a given story arc. Annoying, because he wouldn't get much more time to shine, but what could he do?
With a sigh he cracked his neck, as Rody nodded to the border guard and they were let through, entering Kleyd. "I can't believe that worked." He said, handing back the documents they had used.
"All it takes is a small Editing Quirk to change the names and pictures enough to not make us stick out. As for me, I can just use my real face."
"Yes but… the names!"
"What's wrong with them?"
"You changed my name to Sody Roul!" He shouted.
"Hey, my son did the same thing, and he became a pro Hero." All for One replied.
"Beros' document just calls her 'Beaux Ross'!"
"That's my actual name, asshole." She said, taking back her document.
"Uh… Either way, your name in this is 'Al Forone'! I don't even know how to pronounce it!"
"It's a joke with All for One and Al Capone, so I think like the latter would be better." All for One replied. Ah, straight men second in command were always amusing. Frankly, every proper leader should have one. He wondered if his children had one too.
-x-
Mustard sneezed. "You ok?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Good. Say, you think I should send Izuku a pic of me wearing my underwear or is that too forward all at once? I'm not sure what the steps are there."
Mustard closed the door on her face.
-x-
"I guess Rody could be a good gift for Tomura." All for One said.
"What?"
"You heard- ah, Narration." All for One turned off the Quirk, "Damn useless stuff."
"Did you just say I can be a gift for someone?"
"Yes, for my son. He does need a straight man."
"… Can you rephrase that, sir?"
"Get your mind out of the gutter, Rody."
"Sorry, sir." Rody coughed, "Uhm, sir, you remember I have siblings, right?" He asked.
"Future soldiers for our savior!" Beros shouted. Rody rolled his eyes.
"Yes, whatever, uhm… Can I take them with me at least?"
All for One wanted to say no. He had already ran an orphanage once, and little kids were the worst. They cry, they always want to play, and sometimes they set on fire your orphanage with everyone inside and you have to start over. If Dabi wasn't a useful asset, All for One would have already killed him.
'Note to self: when he dies, tell the Doctor to use Dabi's corpse to make a new Noumu. An ugly one.' At least it could work to taunt Endeavor. Oh, he could already see it. He would give the Noumu Narration and have him fire out his whole backstory every time someone passed by. Mh, but first he had to make sure Endeavor had proof of the Noumu's identity…
"Sir?" Rody asked, moving him out of his thoughts.
"Uh, what? Yeah yeah, before we leave we will go pick up your dogs."
"Siblings."
"Yeah, whatever, your siblings have dog names anyway."
"Roro and Lala are not dog names!" Rody shouted, Pino acting angry next to him. Aw, it was almost cute, in a 'I could squash you like a bug with a stray thought' kind of way. How long had it been since he had an underling like that? All Might, most likely. Yes, Rody would be a good influence on Tomura, he needed a change from hanging out with older men and big fans. He just had to make sure to tell his son to not dust him the first time Rody made him angry.
"I mean, they kinda are." Beros pointed out meanwhile, "Lala I can see, but Roro has to be a pet name."
"Et tu, Beros?" Rody asked.
"Like, I know two guys that are called Dio and Ena, but at least those sound like actual names you could give to a human being." Beros continued, "And the leader of Humarise, who I hope my lord will soon bend to his will, is called Flect, but that makes sense. He de-flects and re-turns attacks, so he is Flect Turn."
Rody stared at her, "… You just said 'this makes sense' like it's normal for someone to be given a name and surname based on their powers."
"What's your Quirk again?"
"… Touché, Beaux Ross, touché." Rody sighed, ignoring her middle finger raised up, "Either way, you should probably drive now."
"I agree." All for One replied, "Take us to the end of our journey, Beros."
The girl all but yanked the wheel out of Rody's hand, pushed him aside and pressed on the accelerator. All for One smirked. Finally, time for a good gang war.
-x-
Flect Turn stepped forward, entering the room. The vast assembly in front of him counted every single member of Humarise in Kleyd and the majority of those in Otheon, including his surviving top soldiers. Rogone might have been gone – dammit, he still had that joke stuck in his head from that one underling's retelling of the event – and Beros somehow had turned traitor, but he still had his best.
The Serpentes Twins, Ena and Dio, were more mercenaries than faithful, but they had their uses, and this would certainly prove to be one of them. Leviathan, meanwhile, was as loyal as they came, and he would be his main force against this invader from Japan. Their combined power would most certainly crush this… All for One. For good measure, Sidero had also returned, and he had made sure to remind him that his loyalty would be rewarded… if he had any.
And either way, Flect Turn was invincible. It would take an overwhelming force, someone beyond his wildest imagination, a man that embodied a force of nature or a force of nature in the guise of a man, to even reach him, facing ten thousand Humarise members. And if he could… Well, Flect Turn was untouchable, so he would just die.
Yes, he had nothing to fear from this man.
So he wasn't sure why he kept feeling the need to run far, far away and beg someone for help. Truly bizarre.
(XX)
For anyone wondering, the three songs are Prince Alì, Be Prepared and The Last of the Real Ones. You can guess who suggested what.
Middle part of this three-parter, and we have reached Kleyd with minimal deaths! I count this as an absolute win, though admittedly this is just... AfO being AfO in vacation mode. Which is lucky for everyone involved, except Rody. Or maybe including Rody, depends how you see it.
It's fun to have AfO just use All for One to do whatever he wants. Quality of life, destroying his enemies, whatever he wants.
Next week, the exciting finale of All for One's bizarre vacation.
Ah, also, you might be asking, 'Did you really write those songs?'
And the answer is...
Of course I did, who the hell do you think I am?
All for One (by Beros ft. Rody Soul)
Make way for All for One
Say hey, it's All for One
Hey! Clear the way for the savior of all
Hey you, let us through it's the lord of Evil
Oh, come be the first on your block to give him praise
Make way, here he comes
Ring bells, bang the drums
You're gonna fear this guy
All for One, fabulous he, Symbol of Evil
Genuflect, show some respect, down on one knee
Now, try your best to be wise
Bend the knee and give him priase
Then come and meet his spectacular coterie
All for One, mighty is he, Symbol of Evil
Strong as ten foolish heroes, definitely
He's crushed the Villainous grins
A hundred Heroes with Quirks
Who made those people Quirkless? Why, All for One
He's got 75 Transformations
Heteromorphs, he's got 54
When it comes to emitters and doubles
He's got one or two? I'm telling you,
He's a world-class collectioner
All for One, handsome is he, Symbol of Evil
That physique! How can I speak?
Weak at my knees!
So get on out in that square
Adjust your Quirk and prepare
To gawk and grovel and stare at All for One
He sees 95 Quirks to remove
And to take them he charges no fee
He's got ten thousand servants and flunkies
They bow to his whim, love serving him
They're just lousy with loyalty to AfO
All for One
All for...
One, powerful he, Symbol of Evil
Heard your Quirk was very strong! Where is it?
And that, good people, is why
He got ready and dropped by
With 60 Quirks, Villains galore
With his son and daughter, a large gang and more
With his 40 Noumus, his goons, his faithful
His one follower with a gun
Make way for All for One!
Be Prepared for the End of Quirks (by Beros)
I know that your skills of comprehension
Are as weak as a Noumu's own mind
But thick as you are, pay attention
My words are a matter of faith
It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs
But we're talking Quirks and oppression
Even you can't be caught unawares
So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining new era
Is tiptoeing nearer
And where do we feature?
Just listen to our savior
I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded
When at last I am given my Quirks!
And injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!
It's great that we'll soon be subdued
By a lord who'll be all-time adored
Of course, quid pro quo, we're expected
To take certain duties on board
The future is littered with prizes
And though He's the main addressee
The point that I must emphasize is
You won't lose your Quirks without him
So prepare for the event of the century
Be prepared for the murkiest scam
Meticulous planning
Tenacity spanning
Decades of denial
Is simply why I'll
Be lord undisputed
respected, saluted
And seen for the wonder I am
Yes my Quirks and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!
Yes, our Quirks and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!
The Last of the Quirked Ones (by Rody Soul ft. Beros)
I was just a Quirked child of the universe
And then I found you
And then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning around you
Spinning around you
You were too good to be true
Gold plated
But what's inside you
But what's inside you
I know this whole damn world thinks it needs you
But not as much as I do
As much as I do, yeah
'Cause we're the last of a Meta breed
Write our names on the wet concrete
I wonder why the Quirkist cares so much about my genes
I don't need them to search for glory
There's been a million before me
A Quirkless brand of love
You never walk away from
We're loyal servants of All for One (x7)
I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you
But only for you
My head is stripped just like a Noumu that's been tested too many times
When I think of you
When I think of you
You will shield me from the waves
If they find me
You will protect me
You will protect me
Just tell me, tell me, tell me, I
I am the faithful one
Because it is true
Because it is true, yeah
'Cause we're the last of a Meta breed
Write our names on the wet concrete
I wonder why the Quirkist cares so much about my genes
I don't need them to search for glory
There's been a million before me
A Quirkless brand of love
You never walk away from
We're loyal servants of All for One (x7)
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I'm done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
Oh, you drain all the Quirk from me
I'm done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
You drain the Quirk from me
'Cause we're the last of a Meta breed
Write our names on the wet concrete
I wonder why the Quirkist cares so much about my genes
I don't need them to search for glory
There's been a million before me
A Quirkless brand of love
You never walk away from
We're loyal servants of All for One (x7)