"Ok, that's good, but keep your knees bent a little. There you go, now spread your feet just a smidge farther apart. Balance is important."

"Like this?"

"Yes! You're doing so well! Alright, now, just like we practiced, ready? Ok, lunge! Good. Lunge! Make sure your feet are planted firmly on the ground. Lunge! Better, but make sure to extend your arm as you're moving forward."

"Oh…what was I doing?"

"You're lunging and then after you're done, extending your arm. You have to do both at the same time."

"I'm sorry…"

"Don't be! You're getting it way faster than I did at your age! Keep learning this fast, and I might have to start taking lessons from you."

"Really?…"

"That's right! So ready to try again?"

"Yes!"

"Ok, now, lunge! Again, lunge! See, you're already nearly there!"

"Problem Child."

"Lunge! Oh, hi Eraser! When'd you get here?"

A sigh. "Problem Child, do I really need to tell you what's wrong here?"

Izuku tilts his head in confusion. What's wrong here? What does he mean?

It had been two weeks since Eri had been rescued. Most of that time had been spent with the little girl in the hospital, and subsequently, most of Izuku's out-of-school time had been spent at that hospital too.

Due to being attacked, Izuku was given an initial couple of days off of school. This had proved to be important since Eri wouldn't let any of the doctors near her, much less run any tests, without Izuku by her side giving her reassurances. The hospital showed their gratitude by not saying anything when the pair fell asleep next to each other for the first couple of nights.

They still didn't know what her quirk was. The only thing they knew was that it could 'erase you if you got too close.' There was also the problem of bringing up anything having to do with the girl's quirk that sent her spiraling so fast, that it sometimes took Izuku hours to bring her back. While the quirk counselors were eager to have her demonstrate, given what little they knew about this Overhaul guy, absolutely no one was forcing her to use it until she was ready. It was amazing how fast adults can leave a room when you start to roll a knife through your fingers like it's a poker chip.

Eraser said he didn't approve when Izuku did that. But the man had spent almost as much time in the hospital room as he did, and never stopped him. The pro hero didn't say much in that time, he usually just sat in the corner, or sometimes laid in a yellow sleeping bag. What Izuku could learn from him was that he patrolled at night, and apparently he was a teacher at UA (What?!!) but for some reason didn't have a class to teach right now so his days were free to keep an eye on them.

After some time, they couldn't put off the discussion of where Eri was going to go after the hospital any longer. Orphanage and foster care were off the table before they even sat down. Eraser said it would be most logical if he used his emergency foster license and took her. He could prevent any quirk accidents, and the principal of UA had offered to let the hero live on campus with her, also meaning Eri would have protection from her kidnappers.

The principal had a teacher's dorm begin construction the moment he heard about what happened. Did he know what was going to happen? Izuku doesn't like to think about it.

Eraserhead's constant presence in the room, along with Izuku's continuous praise of the man, made Eri comfortable enough to agree to live with him. The hero's ability to stop her quirk, yes they finally got her to start calling it a quirk, probably played a part too. The only caveat was that she still wanted to see Izuku a lot.

In another turn of events that Izuku didn't want to think too much about either, UA's Principal Nezu had anticipated this and given Eraser a pass to get on campus to give to Izuku. And after a couple of tries, he was able to get it out of the man's hand.

And that leads to today. Where Izuku stands in Eri's room with her, he wears a brown long-sleeved shirt that says 'variant' in orange letters while Eri wears pink and light blue pajamas. A more tired than usual Eraserhead stares at him from the doorway. Something was wrong here? At least according to Eraser, what could it be? He looks around the room for anything wrong.

The toys were a mess on the ground, the bed wasn't made, Eri holding one of his daggers, her books were not put away on the shelf, or she hadn't changed yet?

Izuku shrugs. Nope. He just can't figure it out.

Eraser pinches the bridge of his nose. "The dagger, Midoriya. The dagger. Why is Eri holding a weapon?"

"Oh!" Izuku still doesn't see what's wrong but at least he knows what the man is talking about now. "We're training!"

"Training?" Eraser deadpans.

"P-please don't be mad, M-Mr. Aizawa," Eri starts. Eraser knows that Izuku knows the man softens when she speaks. They both also know Izuku would never call him out on it. "I-I want to help people, j-just like M-Mr. Mido. So…" she trails off.

"So she asked me for help and that's what I'm doing!" Izuku finishes with a bright smile on his face.

Eraserhead shifts his gaze between them for a few seconds before fixing a softer look on Eri. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to be trained. But from now on, it should be done with an actual," a quick glare at Izuku, "licensed hero present. And weapons should not be the first thing you learn."

"Oh, c'mon Eraser! I started learning at her age and look how great I turned out!"

Izuku's attempts to defend himself don't work out if the man's blank stare is any indication. "I am not going to even acknowledge that with a response," Eraser says. "And kid, I told you to call me Aizawa when I'm not on duty." He waits for a nod before continuing. "Either way, All Might and some of his friends are here. He's waiting for you outside."

"Ok ok." Izuku raises his arms in surrender. "Just one last thing before I go? You're here now so we have a hero present like you wanted."

Eras-Aizawa looks pained. "Fine. Make it quick."

"Great!" Izuku picks a teddy bear off the ground and places it on the bed, holding it upright by it's head. "Ok, Eri, now combine everything we learned today."

She nods, lowering herself into the stance Izuku showed her while narrowing her eyes and sticking her tongue out of one side of her mouth in concentration.

"And…go!" Eri lunges, stabbing the toy bear through the chest. "Good! Now twist it! Twist the dagger, Eri. There you go! That'll cause maximum-"

"That's enough." Much like a certain dagger is doing to a bear right now, Aizawa's voice cuts through their lesson. He comes over and plucks the weapon out of the little girl's grasp. "I'll be keeping this for the rest of the day. Say your goodbyes Problem Child and meet All Might outside." And with that, the two are alone again.

"I'm s-sorry I got you in t-trouble, Mr. Mido…" Eri says, looking down while her eyes begin to water.

Izuku puts an arm around her and uses his other hand to pat her head. "Nah, I'm not in trouble. And it's just Mido."

A pause. "I'll stop saying Mister…when you call Mr. Aizawa by his name…"

"Ehhhh?!!" Izuku backs up a step to look at Eri. "Was…was that snark?!"

"I-I-I-I'm sorry!" Eri practically yells, shaking her head. "I was just-I've see you-and I thought-"

Izuku silences her with a hug, which she returns after getting over her shock. "Don't be sorry. I'm so proud of you." The hug becomes tighter. The two stay like that until Izuku eventually forces himself to let go. "Alright, I gotta go now. But I'll see you soon, ok?"

The little unicorn keeps a hold of his sleeve. "Before you go…c-can you…one more time…"

Izuku smiles, knowing what she wants. He kneels in front of her and opens his palm. From it, a mini fireworks display plays out in front of them. Eri's eyes widen as the different colors explode in the air between them. She leans closer, mouth agape, just like the first time he did it. And while he hadn't been able to get her to smile yet, seeing the corner of her mouth twitch just a little, Izuku knew it was only a matter of time.

"Young Midoriya!" Izuku smiles, jumping down the stairs and running up to All Might in his small form. He was wearing the same plain white shirt and green cargo pants he had been the day they met. A favorite outfit of his apparently.

"All Might!" Izuku waves back, joining the man. The two began to walk through campus with All Might leading the way. "So what's going on? Aizawa said you came to campus today with some other people?"

The veteran hero nods. "That's right. Although, they arrived before me. My former sidekick is here and-"

"Sir Nighteye is here?! Is it true-"

All Might chuckles, placing a gentle but firm hand on the boy's head to cut him off. "Yes, Sir Nighteye. He's here with a pupil of his, a second-year student here at UA named Mirio Togata. I plan on meeting with the boy to see…" he hesitates. "To see if I should give One for All to him." All Might doesn't look at him.

"That's so cool!" Izuku exclaims.

The hero should've gotten whiplash with how fast he turns his head. "You think so?"

"Well yeah!" Izuku says, nodding and waving his arms around him. "I mean it's not every day you get to see the next symbol of peace chosen. My only question is, why bring me along?"

Izuku has seen a lot of things he couldn't believe, but seeing All Might somehow look sheepish while rubbing the back of his neck, still somehow blows his mind. "To be honest my boy, if he accepts, then chances are I'll be helping to train you both together so I wanted to give you the chance to meet. As well…" he rubs his hands together. "I wanted to be sure there would be no…ill will…between the two of you…if you know what I mean…"

Izuku is not nearly as good at reading people as his dad is. But even he gets where this is going. "Don't worry, All Might." Izuku smiles. "I said no so someone else would have the chance. Wouldn't make much sense for me to get upset over it."

The number one hero smiles, visibly sagging his shoulders. "That's a great relief to hear." The two idly chat for a few minutes longer while All Might leads them through several winding halls in the main building of the school. Eventually, they come across two doors, side by side. All Might opens the one on the right and holds it open for Izuku to enter.

To put it simply, it was an observation room. The entire room was empty and blank, except for the left wall not being a wall, but instead, one big window to watch the next room over. The other room, where presumably the left door led too, was much bigger, with the walls and floor padded. Two figures stood in the other room, talking to each other.

One was a boy, Mirio Togata if Izuku had to guess, wearing a white, gold, and blue suit with a long red cape. He had blonde hair and was built pretty well.

The other person was a much smaller, older man wearing a white and yellow suit complete with a yellow cape and domino mask. He lifts his foot to scratch it and Izuku sees several holes on the bottom of his boot. His notebook nearly conjures itself with all the questions Izuku is bursting with.

"Ah, you're here. And you brought a guest." Izuku looks away from the people in front of him to look at the only other occupant of the room. He was tall, wearing a plain white suit with a red dotted tie. He wore triangular glasses and had dark green hair with three yellow streaks in it. It was only the thought of embarrassing himself in front of All Might, and probably embarrassing the man too, that kept Izuku from running up to the hero for an autograph. No, that can wait.

All Might places a hand on Izuku's shoulder. "Yes, I am here just like you wanted. And this is Izuku Midoriya. The boy I told you about over the phone."

"Midoriya." The man's sharp eyes locked onto Izuku and he knew from experience when he was being analyzed. The look was cold and calculating. The man might as well have yelled he didn't like him. Instinct told him to turn invisible and leave a clone, but he held the man's gaze. If he wanted to analyze him, then Izuku would return the favor. He wasn't one to back down. Especially from someone who was judging him without having even met him.

"Thank you for coming, All Might. I promise Togata is everything I said he is and more." Nighteye says without breaking eye contact with Izuku. "Would you mind if I spoke with Midoriya here alone for a moment?"

"A-are you sure about that? I wouldn't mind staying on this side of the glass…" something in All Might's voice made Izuku break the staring contest to look at his favorite hero, only to see him slightly trembling as he watched the other pair through the glass. "You didn't mention Torino-sensei would be here…"

"Oh, I didn't? Must have slipped my mind," Nighteye says in a way that suggests it in fact, did not slip his mind. "Well, this will give you the chance to become acquainted with Togata and Gran says he's been wanting to discuss your…lack of calls."

All Might…whimpers? No, that can't be right. Either way, after a brief coughing fit, the man leaves to the other room, leaving Izuku and Nighteye alone.

"Izuku Midoriya." The man starts, adjusting his glasses. "You are even more unimpressive to look at than I thought you'd be."

…huh? Wait, he must've misheard because…no, he heard right. Huh? Who just insults someone like that to their face?

"Be that as it may," Nighteye continues, choosing not to acknowledge what must've been a bewildered look on Izuku's face. "There must be, some intelligence in you to turn down the quirk. Not many would know they were unworthy of it. So I thank you for allowing someone truly deserving of the quirk like Togata to receive it. That is all." And with that, Nighteye strolls past him toward the door, completely unbothered by anything he just said.

"Wait."

Mirai raises an eyebrow and turns to face the boy, his hand still on the doorknob. Midoriya's head was lowered, his hair covering his eyes and fists clenched. What could possibly be the problem? He had already thanked the unremarkable boy, what more could there be?

"Who are you to decide…" the boy says quietly.

Mirai scoffs. "If you're trying to have a conversation with someone, the least you can do is speak loud enough to be heard."

Midoriya looks up, anger set in the face Mirai didn't think possible in someone so young. "I said, who are you to decide who's worthy of All Might's quirk? It's his quirk, not yours! The decision is his and only his!"

Mirai only offers to narrow his eyes. "You are a child, with a very limited view of the world. You shouldn't talk about things you know nothing about."

Midoriya's glare doesn't cease. "Did All Might tell you how exactly we met?"

The bi-spectacled man took his hand off the doorknob and fully turned around, crossing his arms. He didn't know where this was going but it didn't seem like it would be done soon. "He told me he met you after you rescued a little girl from her kidnappers."

"Right. And do you want to know what I've been doing since?"

"Hopefully getting to the point," Mirai replies dryly.

"I've been helping her recover!" Midoriya waves his arms in the air in frustration. "Because some evil man kept her and used her for her quirk for years!"

"While that is horrible, I fail to see what that has to do with-"

"Because you're doing the same thing!!" Midoriya yells, taking a step forward.

That causes Mirai to stop, his arms unfolding. "What?"

Midoriya takes a breath. Then another. His glare lessening. "I'm sorry. That's too far. But the point is, she was used for her quirk because the man who had her thought he could play god with it. And it feels like you're doing the same thing with Togata and All Might."

Mirai's mind races, trying to find any correlation and these accusations but before he can respond, Midoriya continues. "The girl and her quirk were used to further that man's goals, and it just feels like to me you're doing the same thing. You're pulling the strings on both All Might and Togata so his quirk goes where you want. Regardless of what's best for anyone involved. Have you ever considered that Togata might not even want the quirk?"

Had he? All of his plans had included when Mirio would accept the quirk. He hadn't even considered the possibility of his student not accepting. He saw it as a certainty, like his visions.

Midoriya continues to stare at him, glare almost completely gone. "I'm sorry again. You're not as bad as that man, and whatever your goals are for Togata getting the quirk I'm sure are noble. But whatever you're working toward, using and manipulating people to get there, will just taint it. The end doesn't justify the means."

The former sidekick stilled for a moment. Is that what he had been doing? He certainly didn't see it that way, but from a certain point of view…he had initially recruited Togata with the sole purpose of preparing him for One for All…but it was all to save the life of his friend! And make sure society still has a symbol to continue to look up too! Surely, these goals were worth him doing whatever he had to…at least he thought so. He'd have to continue to think on this.

Nighteye walks up to Midoriya. "You have given me much to think about. I can see why All Might took an interest in you. Your future is certain to be interesting." He held out his hand. "Normally, I wouldn't ask, but after what you've said, I'd like to use my quirk to see into yours."

Midoriya's face forms one of confusion. "My future?"

Mirai nods. "Yes. But be warned. My visions are never wrong. Whatever I see will come to pass."

Midoriya smiles, shaking his head. "You can look if you want, but I don't want you to tell me whatever it is."

"No?"

"Yeah!" The smile somehow gets brighter. "The future's whatever we make it to be. Nothing's set in stone. I don't wanna know because even if it's bad, I'll twist that future!"

The hero chuckles a bit, holding his hand out further. "If that's what you believe." Midoriya nods vigorously, taking his hand and Mirai looks him in the eye.

Fire. As far as can be seen, everything is on fire. Wherever they are, there's no power so it's dark. The only light coming from the raging flames around them. Izuku Midoriya is on his hands and knees, coughing on the ground. A dark green cloak with a hood is draped over him, covering the rest of his body.

The fire moves, the heat increases and for a moment, so does the light. Midoriya's face can be seen. It's covered in equal parts soot, bruises, and blood. His hair is drenched in sweat that flows down his face and mixes with his tears. He coughs more.

Slow, methodical footsteps make their way toward the boy from the shadows. It's a man. He wears armor, has a cloak as well, and a horned helmet on his head. He stops next to the boy.

"I know. I know you won't understand." The man says. "But what I do, I do for the benefit of the entire universe."

"And…" Midoriya's voice can barely be heard over the fire. It's low and hoarse. "And all of the people you've killed…"

"Necessary sacrifices for the greater good." The man replies, matter of factly. "I know you can see the logic in my actions. What has-." The man stops. The fire illuminates a look of realization. "Ah, it's those friends of yours, isn't it?"

Midoriya immediately tries, and fails, to get on his feet several times. The man doesn't seem to notice. "No, it makes sense. They've made you soft. Well, no matter." The man looks back down at Midoriya. "I'll see to them myself."

"Over my dead body!!" Midoriya shouts. The man suddenly turns, reaching his arm out to grab at seemingly nothing, but that wasn't the case. A second Midoriya appears behind the man trying to stab him, but he's stopped when his target grabs his wrist.

They struggle for a moment before the man tightens his grip on the wrist. Midoriya cries out in pain, dropping his dagger. "I told you to always watch what you say." The man says before grabbing Midoriya by the throat with his left hand and lifting him effortlessly.

Midoriya kicks violently as he's raised into the air. He grabs onto the man's arms and thrashes around as hard as he can, throwing his body in any direction he can. The only sounds now are the crackling of the fires, and Midoriya's choking.

The man looks at something in the distance before looking back. His face turns to anguish before saying in a low voice, "Izuku, there was no other way." Midoriya's struggle begins to slow. His legs and arms still and fall to his side. His face is blue, and his eyes bloodshot while he stares at his killer. A loud crack, and the world fades.

Mirai backs up a step. His vision returns instantly but he gives his head a second to digest what he saw before looking at the boy in front of him. No longer blue in the face and having the life choked out of him, now he just stares at him with concern in his thankfully not bloodshot eyes.

"Midoriya…"

"That bad huh?" He says with a little too nonchalance for his liking. "Well still. Don't tell me. I don't wanna know." Midoriya gives him one more smile before leaving for the other room, leaving Mirai alone with his thoughts.

Toshinori is probably a bit too relieved to see young Midoriya but still relieved nonetheless. "Come here my boy for introductions!" He calls over. Midoriya has an unreadable expression on his face when he first comes in but quickly transitions to his easy-going smile as he walks over to them.

The glass window of the observation room is tinted so people on this side can't see past it, adding in the fact the other room is soundproof and he has no idea what went on between Midoriya and Mirai. He hopes it wasn't anything too bad. He knows from his phone call that his old friend was…not pleased to hear he offered One for All to somebody else.

At least things had been going alright on this side of the glass. He had already shown young Togata his 'small' form, eliciting a scream from the young man. Not gonna lie, he was kind of hoping that reaction was exclusive to Midoriya but he had never been very lucky. On a more positive note, he had only been whacked by Gran three times so far.

Young Midoriya comes up to them and shakes the hands of the other two as they all introduce themselves, Toshinori suppresses a chuckle at the young man's grimace as he shakes Gran Torino's hand. They couldn't get much farther however before Mirai walks into the room, looking a bit more disheveled than he's used to seeing the man.

"C'mon boy." Gran growls to Midoriya. "Let's give them some privacy for this part."

"Ok!" Young Midoriya agrees easily, walking toward the door with the older man, notebook in hand. "So I couldn't help but notice the holes on the bottom of your shoes, so you shoot air out of them? Can you control the velocity? How about selecting which holes the air comes out of, or is it all or nothing? Are they anywhere else on your body? When did you-"

Toshinori knew the man liked to joke about dropping dead at any moment, but as the door closed behind them, it looked like Gran wanted nothing more than to drop right at that moment.

All Might shakes his head in amusement before turning back to Togata and Mirai. It's the young man who speaks first. "It's truly an honor to meet you All Might. Sir talks about you all the time!" Huh, Toshinori didn't know Mirai could look embarrassed, even if it's only a little.

He gives the boy a warm smile. "I'm sure he does. But tell me, young Togata, what do you know of my quirk?" And Toshinori tells him about One for All. Just like he did with Midoriya. That it's a powerful stockpiling quirk passed from generation to generation since the dawn of quirks. And now he wanted him to be the next user.

Togata points at himself, blue eyes wide and disbelieving. "M-me? You want me to inherit something so..so…me? The kid who lost all of his clothes on live television?"

Toshinori lets out a good natured laugh. "Yes, you! From what Mirai tells me, my own conversation with you, and it seems even Gran Torino has taken a liking to you! And I must tell you, that is no easy feat." He calms down a bit before continuing. "I know this is a big decision young man, so do not feel pressured to answer now or even say yes." Mirai's eyes flicker to him. "I will not be upset either way."

Young Togata looks back and forth between the two men for a minute before closing his eyes and rocking his head side to side. He stops for a long breath before looking back up, staring the hero in the eye. "I can never thank you enough for this opportunity All Might. But I'm sorry, I can't accept."

Nighteye's jaw drops but All Might gives a small nod, still smiling. "And that's perfectly alright."

"Mirio…" Nighteye sounds like the boy just refused his own quirk. "Why?…"

Togata looks his mentor in the eye as well. "I understand you wanted me to accept sir…it's probably why you chose me as an intern in the first place right?" Togata's voice cracks a little while his body sags. "But it just wouldn't be right. I still have so much to learn with my quirk and adding another on top of that would leave me stuck trying to master two quirks when I could be out there saving lives." Another deep breath. "I…I still think I can be Lemillion even with just my Permeation. And One for All should go to someone who needs it. I understand if you don't want to mentor me anymore, Sir."

Mirai has a contemplative look on his face while he looks at his student. Each second feels like an hour as it drags by. Finally, the hero straightens up and bows at a full ninety degrees in front of Togata.

"S-Sir?!"

"I apologize, Mirio. It is true I initially scouted you because I thought you would be a good vessel for One for All. However, after watching you grow this past year and having a…different perspective shown to me recently, I realize that it was wrong of me to use you in that way and I apologize again. Even without One for All, you will make a great hero and I understand if you don't want me to mentor you any longer."

Togata looks stunned. Toshinori can't blame him, he feels the same. Finally, the blonde-haired boy finds his words. "I-if you're willing to be more open with me in the future Sir, then I'd be honored to stay under your tutelage." Mirai stands back up with a small smile on his face and agrees.

"Well!" Toshinori claps his hands. "I think this went well. Young Togata, if you could retrieve Young Midoriya and Gran Torino for us?" The boy heartily agrees and runs over to the door. All Might turns to his former sidekick. "So what did you and young Midoriya speak about?"

Mirai opens his mouth but before he can reply, Togata's scream from the doorway interrupts him. Toshinori quickly buffs up and speeds over to the door, ready for whatever danger, only to see Togata on his knees, hands on his head. In front of him, Midoriya and Gran Torino lay in a pool of blood. Several wounds decorate both their bodies, and entrails lay across them and the floor. Hands, arms, legs, and other appendages are twisted in the wrong direction.

Toshinori connects the dots immediately and quickly lets his buff form go as Mirai joins him, raising a questioning eyebrow at him.

"How could this happen?!" Togata yells. "We need to alert the school, there's a villain on the loose. All Might, can we-"

Toshinori places a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I think everything will be alright, Young Togata."

"Alright?! How can-" he's interrupted by Midoriya and Gran's roaring laughter. The two hold their respective stomachs, laughing and rolling on the ground. The blood and body parts do not seem to bother them any. Togata looks like he's going to be sick.

The two practical jokers finally sit up with Gran Torino giving Midoriya's arm a good natured slap. "I like this one too! With his quirk, I don't have to waste any more food for my pranks! I'll take him!" Midoriya laughs beside him, waving his hand so the gory scene in front of them disappears in a green glow.

"I-b-but-how? Wait-what? I-"

While Togata attempts to reclaim his thoughts, Toshinori laughs, pulling young Midoriya up while Mirai does the same for Gran. "You should learn to take care of the ward you already have before getting another one," Mirai says without any heat behind it.

"Bah!"

Toshinori looks around their small group. Gran is still chuckling, Mirai handing him back his cane while Midoriya attempts to explain his quirk to a Togata that was starting to question his reality. At that moment, it felt like everything was going to be ok.

Thor stares down the dark cave apprehensively. The waves of the beach they're next to crash against the rocks. He tries to calm himself down with a few long breaths, salty air filling his lungs. "You do realize," Loki comments beside him, "that caves are unable to move on their own? You must go in there yourself."

Thor nods, letting the snide remark pass. "Yes, I realize…and you are sure there is no way you can come with me?" Thor turns to his brother.

Loki gives a half-smile. "We both know this is something you have to do yourself."

Thor shakes his head. "Yes, yes I know you're right. It's just…what if they…"

"Thor," Loki calls his brother with resolve. "This won't be something you can fix overnight. It will take time. A lot of it. And you will make mistakes. You're going to have to take things slow and go at their pace." The God of Mischief smirks at his brother. "Not every problem can be solved by throwing your hammer at it."

Thor snickers. "The only ones who say such things, are the ones who have never thrown a magical hammer at their problems." Both brothers take a second to laugh together.

"You'll be fine. It's all going to work, you'll see." Thor smiles at his brother for his words and the two quickly hug before the Thunder God faces the tunnel again. He steels himself and walks in. Rainbow lights, much like the Bifrost, begin to flash around him as he nears the end of the tunnel and with one final bright light, he's gone.