Chapter 42:

"And how are you doing today?"

Zach shifted in his seat, fidgeting around for a few seconds under the gaze of the woman in front of him. He sighed when he could not find a good position, and then he bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry for missing last week." He got it off his chest sooner than he thought he would, but he felt too strange not mentioning it. "I know I said, 'next Saturday.' So, I'm sorry I skipped our session."

"Hmm, well, how about we start with that weekend then?" Softy asked, giving the boy a thoughtful smile. "If you really felt-"

"Can we, not talk about that?" Zach asked. I don't want to sit here lying to you, Softy. And I'm not telling you about Webb and Diamondfist and secretly being an anti-hero. I feel like that kind of stuff falls under the 'future crimes' category, since it's kind of an ongoing thing, I think. Webb did make it seem like he's going to ask for help again, but I'm glad he's not doing so this soon. It'd be tough to get out without a nice gap period.

Softy hummed some more at Zach's response, but she nodded after a second. "Well then, how about what happened this Wednesday?" She asked.

"The villain fight?" Zach said.

"I'm thinking more on, what happened afterwards," she said. Zach grimaced even though he thought this might, probably come up. "I won't lie, I did see a video of your actions online. It was not a clear camera angle of your face, but you looked to be in some serious pain."

Zach nodded as she was not wrong there. "Healing him, the first of the two- since I don't really remember the second very well, it hurt more than bringing someone back ever had before." Softy nodded, and Zach stared at her for a few seconds and could see she was still waiting for more. More? He opened his mouth and closed it, then he opened it again and whispered, "But it wasn't the, physical pain."

"Now, what do you mean by that?" Softy asked.

I lied to Kirishima so easily, even after he poured his heart out wanting to know. But I have to see him every day. I'd have to see the way he looks at me completely change. He, thinks I'm a hero. Zach shook his head and looked into Softy's eyes. She had a soft expression like he did not have to say a thing if he did not want to, but he was trying to push it out of himself anyway. "The, pain of healing that man on Wednesday… All that pain brought back weeks, months of stuff I buried down because I don't want to think about it."

"That's dangerous you know?" Softy began. "To have such repressed memories."

"I know," Zach replied. "And I know, if I'm going to wind up thinking about it whenever I save someone, then I need a better outlet. Because if I only think about it at those times, I'll lose focus. Or the mental pain of thinking about all that, is going to keep me from saving more people… But talking about it," He continued, pausing for a second between thoughts. "It's too hard. I know I'll go insane if I talk about it."

Softy shook her head at him. She smiled and said, "You should have more confidence in yourself. More faith that you can-"

"I know," Zach cut her off. "That I'll go insane." She closed her open mouth and nodded at him, and Zach's eyes widened, before he clenched his eyes shut for a few seconds. "How long can someone go without sleep for?" He asked. He did not know what that nod meant. He thought maybe because he had cut her off she thought that he wanted to talk, or maybe she was telling him he did not have to say anything if he did not want to- but he wanted to. "Since you're a doctor, you should know right?" He asked, his eyes snapping open and looking into Softy's again. She stayed quiet though despite his question, and Zach asked again in a more strained voice, "How, many hours of nonstop consciousness can someone endure it before they lose it and just die?"

She started to shake her head. "I'm assuming this is not a hypothetical-"

"Solitary confinement," Zach whispered, shaking his head at her. "On its own is… but without being able to sleep. It's maddening."

"Do you still feel," Softy began. Zach's eyes widened and he quickly changed his expression that he wondered if it was too "mad" itself. She paused as she saw him forcefully change his expression for her, and then she continued in a quieter voice, "Do you still feel like that sleep deprivation is affecting you?"

Zach opened his mouth to respond negatively right away, but he stopped with his mouth open. He froze for a few seconds, then he nodded his head a couple of times. "I thought," Zach began in a whisper. He looked into Softy's eyes, the woman he had decided to confide in and had convinced himself with dozens of reasons why it would be impossible for her to be the spy. "I thought weeks, months were passing, at a snail's pace. At what was probably…" he trailed off, then he looked down and lifted his left arm in front of him. He had taken off his sweatshirt when he got inside, and his short-sleeved shirt left his left arm exposed with several scars on it. Long ones, short ones, old ones, new ones. He glanced at the back of his hand and then turned it over to look at his palm, and Softy watched his eyes while also looking at those wounds herself, as she had avoided staring at them to prevent her patient from feeling self-conscious since he took off his sweatshirt.

"The scars on my body were some of the least painful parts of those six weeks, more, that I was captured after VTS for," Zach said. "The things that really mess with me," he continued. He paused for a moment, then he looked up and into Softy's eyes again. "All Shigaraki wanted, was to make me into a villain. So when I showed him that I wasn't going to just change on my own, he decided to- to break my mind, and shape it the way he wanted."

Softy straightened up in her seat a little and stared at Zach with slightly bigger eyes. As much as these meetings were for her client's mental health, she was going to be getting into his head more than anyone else. The principal never said it to her, and the other teachers never brought it up either, but they knew Zach Sazaki had "escaped" the villains. It was what the boy said he did, and it unnerved them. No one wanted to believe that the villains had really turned him, and set him loose once he had been fully brainwashed or indoctrinated. It was in the back of their minds though. The fact that he was bringing up this concept to her directly though made her start feeling a bit excited as she could erase that doubt, while also scaring her as to what she thought she was about to hear.

Zach hesitated for a moment as Softy leaned forward, but when she nodded at him to continue, Zach nodded back and took a deep breath. Things he had never talked about, thinks he had pushed down, he told himself he was going to bring them up here to prevent them from rising the next time he had to save a life. Planning on talking about them, and actually saying them out loud, to another person, were very different things though. "Pretty early on," Zach started. "Shigaraki came in, to the room I was kept in for most of those six weeks, a little longer maybe… He came in, and he- he told me that…" Zach pursed his lips instead of biting down on his bottom one, then he whispered to the woman in front of him, "He told me that they had made a fake body of me, and faked my death."

Softy's eyebrows lifted, and Zach continued to her, "He showed me a news article too that said I was dead. He did it, to keep me from hoping the heroes would ever come. Then one day, probably a month later, after not being able to sleep- with the strobe lights and constant… noises." Zach paused after saying 'noises,' shivering and clenching his eyes shut for a few seconds. He took deep breaths to calm himself down though, as no one was forcing him to say these things. "Those times, felt so long. One time, the first I think, Shigaraki came back in. I had asked him how long it had been, and he told me it had been six months." Zach paused again and then whispered, "I laughed. I actually, laughed at him, because I only thought it had been like three or four. Then Shigaraki laughed right back at me, and he told me he was lying, and it had only been five days."

Zach's lips started trembling as he thought about that. His look at the moment was not far from what he had looked like at the time. "I denied it," he whispered. "Told him he was lying, because I couldn't believe it. Then- or maybe this was later on and not towards the start, because I'm pretty sure it was right after this, as I came to believe it and started to lose it, that Shigaraki told me how they never faked my death. But after all that time, the heroes still weren't coming. I already had no faith they were coming for me, but knowing that it had been so long, with them knowing I was still alive- and Shigaraki tried using that. Talking about how the heroes were fakes, leaving me to die. And I was so angry, that I really thought I convinced them afterwards that I was actually on their side- and then he just started it up again! He, he always does that," Zach said, then he caught himself and shook his head fast. "He, he did that all the time. He'd convince me of something, then flip it around right away. Like, like he made me think I actually started to get him to trust me a bit, and then he laughed as he pulled his arms away from the box, because I actually looked hopeful he would take it off… He always waited, until I looked like I had hope, before doing it."

"But you never broke," Softy said. Zach lowered his gaze, and she continued, "You have told me that you never killed anyone, since your trial. You meant that didn't you?" Zach nodded his head once, only a short and quick nod though. "You resisted-"

"Just, killing though," Zach whispered. "That's the only thing," he continued, lifting his gaze to Softy again. His eyes were so sad as he looked into hers, because she sounded like she was telling him to be proud that he had kept from breaking under the pressure. "I did, break," he whispered. "I might not have killed, like he wanted, but I was mad. I, the days of no sleep. Staying awake for so long, hundreds of hours of straight consciousness, uninterrupted. And I'd get so thirsty, then I'd wish I never had any more water ever. There were times, I looked it up after and found out it's called Chinese Water Torture. I was just, I had my head pulled back in that chair, and they'd pour water on my face when I was thirsty but then never turned it off. They almost shut it off, but they left it dripping. Dripping. Dripping. Dripping. On my forehead, and it was cold, and I was going insane. And I couldn't sleep. And they'd do it at random, for minutes or hours at a time. And I wasn't allowed to die because they wanted me to start killing people for them. And I wasn't allowed to go completely insane, because I knew I would start to do just that. I knew I would kill, if I actually broke, so I forced it as the only thought in my head, and the rest of my mind just, melted away." He looked into Softy's eyes with such a far-off and distant look in his that when she started leaning back to check if he would follow her, his eyes did not shift to follow her movement.

"I went mad in that room," Zach whispered. His eyes refocused on Softy who stopped moving around as he locked eyes with her. "Absolutely. Fucking. Mad," he said, his eyes growing huge. "And that madness lasted until the second I started my escape. All I could think about, was not killing anyone, how to survive without killing anyone. How to stop the torture without killing. Not killing… And when I made my escape, the plan happened in that moment, because the fear I felt leading up to it was so intense that I had stopped thinking about escaping. I, don't remember thinking much at all, until the second I started running. I couldn't come up with a plan. I was terrified someone would notice, or be reading my mind, and I would be back in the room again. Back with the dripping. And the, noises. And dripping, drips that went on and on, so close to my eyes that I flinched for hours and it went from uncomfortable to sheer and constant agony, except there was no real pain. It was all in my head, but knowing that didn't make it easier. Not while I knew the teachers knew I was fine, not while, the media reported that I had just gone back with them again. They weren't looking for me. No manhunt, because no family to care. They just left me there…" Zach trailed off and he started shaking his head, before lowering his gaze down to the floor of the psychiatrist office.

Talking about that stuff, it's hard. That's some of it. That's still just, some of it. How he tried breaking me. Shigaraki Tomura. You couldn't do it.

"I'm glad you decided to share that with me," Softy began, and Zach's eyes lifted back to meet hers. "I can't imagine, what that must have felt like. Each one of the things you described on your own would be too much for me. I would be taking all kinds of antidepressants and…" she trailed off, then she held up her palms at the frown that formed on Zach's face. "I promised her I'd try," Softy said, and then she gave Zach a sly smile that actually made him feel a little relaxed despite everything he just thought on. It almost felt like she was bringing up the antidepressants as a joke about what Recovery Girl had told her, and she was not going to press the issue right now if Zach was that against taking them. Instead she changed tactics and just used the idea of them in a way that she hoped could make him relax. "But I think you can do this on your own. You seem to be handling it, much better than I can imagine anyone else would."

Zach nodded his head, agreeing with her and taking some deep breaths as he calmed himself down a bit from his long rant. "I think you can do it," Softy started, "but I think there are also some things the two of us can do together too. I think we can work through some of the issues, some of the negative feelings you have."

"I don't think," Zach began.

"Trust me?" Softy said, lifting her tone at the end to show it was a question even though she said it like she wanted him too as well. He hesitated, and she continued without forcing him to respond, "I know we can do it. We'll start off with something a little more simple and move into deeper stuff later, if you'd like." Zach hummed and had a really hesitant look on his face. Telling Softy some stuff was part of what he planned, but he figured that alone would help him out. He did not really plan on them actually changing his feelings over those memories he was repressing. He was repressing them for a reason after all.

"Like, what kind, of simple things?" Zach began.

"Hmm, well how about," Softy started. She looked up thoughtfully in the beginning, then the nice older woman with a pretty face and soothing personality smiled like she had an idea. Zach leaned forward at that look that made it seem like the idea was a great one. "Let's start with, your teachers. Your feelings towards each of them specifically, not just as a group." Softy specified it and Zach frowned more than he had at her initial suggestion. "Like All Might, how do you feel about him?"

"I, like All Might," Zach said, feeling no need to hold that back. He even smiled a bit, and he said, "All Might's been my hero since I was a kid. He, saved my life, several times now."

Really? "That's good," Softy said. There were other questions she had about that, but they were not really important to what her job was.

"And how about your homeroom teacher, Eraser Head?"

"Aizawa sensei is," Zach started, frowning again as he started thinking about him. "He's," Zach continued, and he furled his lip and narrowed his eyes down. "He let me come out on Wednesday. And I thought he was going to stop me, but he actually- he must have accepted my resolve. He let me keep going, to save those two people."

"Sounds like you appreciate it," Softy remarked.

"I, do," Zach said in a slow way. "I still don't think, he really trusts me. He probably thinks the villains let me go, a sleeper agent," Zach looked around in Softy's eyes after he said it, trying to find a sign that maybe she felt the same way. Psychiatrists are good, Zach thought, as she had no outward reaction to what he just said. "But, I'm starting to, trust him," Zach said, muttering the last part as it annoyed him a bit.

"Well that's great," Softy said. "And how about the other teacher I heard you went out to the fight with? Present Mic?"

Zach frowned deeper again. He thought about the awkward conversation Present Mic tried starting on Monday during detention, then how the man looked when he was brought to listen to the apologies of the teachers in the teachers' lounge. He considered how Present Mic had been avoiding his gaze in English class since then, and he frowned even deeper before muttering, "He could have done something."

"At the Villain Training Simulation?" Softy asked.

"I saw him," Zach said. "Not even that far away. He could have-" Zach froze as Softy stared at him, waiting to hear how that sentence was going to end. "He could have done something," Zach repeated.

"Like screamed with his Voice Quirk?" Softy offered, as if that was what Zach was suggesting.

Zach's forehead wrinkled up. "Yeah," he said.

"Would that not have hurt you as well?" She asked him.

"I know, I know that," Zach said. "But it could have stalled the Nomu for a second. An extra second for maybe Cementoss to figure out what was going on and made a wall in front of the portal, which he didn't do. Or it would have given Midoriya the extra second, to attack again more effectively and save me. Maybe that Nomu's weakness was a loud shout too. I know that's a long shot, but it could have paralyzed it, or made it lose track of its orders since they're pretty much thoughtless monsters anyway. Maybe if it was only for a second though, because any longer and he'd have to stop to not risk hurting me, Aizawa could have wrapped it up in his cloths. I don't know if he erased one of its Quirks or not, but he was too slow. They were all, too slow."

"So Aizawa again," Softy said. "Present Mic, and Cementoss. It seems those three are the ones you've focused much of your anger against the teachers here on."

"Snipe was there too," Zach said quickly. "And he, I know he was fast enough, but he couldn't do anything."

"His Quirk isn't one that could do anything there though, right?" Softy asked, mentioning it since Zach did not bring him up when he was just ranting about what the teachers could have done differently. He had brought up the best reasons he had for being angry since she seemed to be defending the heroes.

Zach frowned for a few seconds, then he said in a low voice, "Principal Nezu too. He set up those cameras without telling anyone. Hackerman found them. How'd he do that? The principal claimed no one else knew, so it must have been a Quirk…" Zach trailed off his current train of thought, and he frowned so much deeper at what he was suggesting aloud. Thinking it in his head was one thing, but saying these things about people, or mouse-dog-bears, who he respected to someone else felt stranger to him. He finished in a softer mutter, "He could be the spy."

"The spy?" Softy asked.

Zach's eyes widened, and then he leaned forward in his chair and said, "You don't know?" Then he leaned back and frowned. Except I don't know for sure either, do I? It could have been Hackerman every time. No, Principal Nezu would have said something. The teachers would have countered me when I brought it up. They would have tried to make me feel at ease, but I mention it and they just get dark looks on their faces like they've all been thinking about it hard too. "The League of Villains has someone in the school. It's-"

"Do you think," Softy began. Zach looked at her in surprise that she interrupted him, but she rose a hand for him to wait before going off track from the topic she wanted to stay on. "Let's not go into this spy issue for now, but I'll accept that one exists at the moment. Because of the existence of this spy however, do you think you may be treating your teachers unfairly?" Zach frowned more, scrunching his face up. "I know it was frustrating, and that torture of making you think they might come, only to rip it away, it must have been hard too. The way the media told it, the way your absence was spun in our society, it has to hurt. These things are not the fault of those teachers though. In a split second, you were taken away through the warp gates by a Nomu ready to capture you. That must have been planned beforehand, for a quick retrieval if you betrayed them, am I correct?"

Shigaraki still thought, there was a chance. He said he trusted me, but he had the backup in place. A backup that was unbeatable. Except it wasn't! Someone should have, figured out a way. Someone should have saved me! "Someone should have stopped them," Zach said aloud. "Someone should have stopped it, from happening," he said, his voice quieter. "It wasn't, only my fault," he whispered.

"'Only?' So, you blame yourself for-"

"Because I didn't make a better plan," Zach said, keeping his gaze down and biting hard as he seethed it through his teeth. "I made such an elaborate plan. And I believed I had gained their trust, even though at that point I still knew- or I thought I knew that most of them still knew I was just trying to be a hero in my own way. I didn't think they actually thought I was one of them, but I also didn't think they doubted me when the idea was… And I worked hard to convince them. So Shigaraki watching me through the cameras, I didn't see it coming. I didn't think he'd lie about it, but I should have known Kurogiri didn't just have the right coordinates when we popped up right in front of my classmates and All Might. I should have known, the villains were watching, but I was so caught up in keeping up my act, and at that point there was no going back. I had to send my message-" Zach paused and he started taking some deep breaths as he had been ranting really fast. "It all just came out of nowhere. Appearing right in front of them, things happening that didn't make sense, but they were things I couldn't change my plan around, so I guess I just ignored them. But, but as much as it's my fault-"

"Those things are not your fault," Softy said. Zach opened his mouth but she continued quickly, "If you had waited any longer, just stayed a member of the League of Villains even as they stopped you from saving people, you would have been no different than the other villains." Zach closed his mouth and shook his head for a few seconds, but Softy continued, "The message Shigaraki wanted you to send, you prevented any of your classmates from getting hurt in a situation where many could have been killed. You did the best you could, with the information you had. You couldn't have known about the hidden cameras."

"But I should have planned for them," Zach whispered. "I should have planned, for everything. Think constantly," he said even softer, and he shook his head around as he quoted the most evil villain he had ever seen before. "I thought I was so smart, thought I tricked real villains."

"But they were too smart," Softy finished for him. Zach hesitated, then he just nodded his head once in agreement. "Which is why I say, it is not your fault." Zach's head snapped up, an annoyed look like she had ignored everything he just said. "Villains do horrible things," she began, and she leaned towards Zach with a serious look on her face. "You have experienced some of those things, many of them. The terrible things they do, and that they did to you, are not your fault though. Their actions are their own. And being in the crosshairs of those villains, is more chance than anything. Your Quirk. The villain you were faced with at USJ. The villains targeted you because of things you could not control. You did the best you could, at the time, to keep in control of your situation." Zach's lips started trembling and he wanted to shake his head so much at her, because he was at fault! She finished though, "Hindsight is twenty-twenty. To think back on those events though with the information you have now, and to think that the you from back then should have been prepared for everything you now know, it will only plague you with needless regret. Regret over things you could not control. Things you could not have prepared for, as much as you'd like to imagine now that you should have done so."

Zach leaned his head back and let out a gasp of air. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, and he was fighting hard to keep his eyes from watering up. He had gotten emotional too many times recently, and he was doing well so far keeping his feelings down. But the idea that it might not be his fault, or even that it was just less of his fault than he believed, it was releasing so much weight that he only just realized was pushing down on him. "You really think so?" Zach wondered while staring at the ceiling.

"I know so," Softy assured him. He let out another gasp, then Softy continued softly, "Now. Let's talk about your teachers, individually," she looked into Zach's eyes as he lowered his head. "Because to me, it seemed like you blamed yourself more than you blame any of them." Zach hesitantly nodded back at her, but a more thoughtful look spreading over that hesitant expression. Softy smiled at his expression, and she said, "Alright then, let's begin…"

"Thanks again, Principal Nezu," Zach said to the short white-furred principal next to him as he stood outside a meeting room in a hallway of U.A. High School.

Nezu nodded up at the student and smiled at the boy who had a slightly nervous look and a bead of sweat rolling down the right side of his face. It was Monday after school, and Zach fidgeted around as Nezu said, "I will go inside now. Feel free to come in at your own pace."

Zach nodded at the short creature with a high-pitched voice, and he watched Nezu walk in and the door close behind him. He took a few deep breaths, then his right hand that was lifting for the door handle hesitated and pulled back a bit. He froze though as he tried pulling his hand back. Damn it, Softy. I'd feel guilty now, if I didn't go through with it. Zach shook his head around, and he gulped before grabbing the handle in front of him.

Zach Sazaki opened up the door and walking into the meeting room. He stepped in and walked right into the middle of the room before turning to the long semicircular table with a large number of the U.A. staff gathered at it. Teachers he did not even have, the guidance counselor Hound Dog, Lunch Rush, Recovery Girl too, they were all gathered around. Zach was nervous as he turned to face them all, and he took a deep breath while the staff of U.A. Zach asked Principal Nezu as a favor to gather for him all looked to the boy and awaited what he had to say. Zach kept as steady a look on his face as he could even as he felt incredibly nervous, then he bowed his body deeply so his upper body was almost at a perpendicular angle with his legs. "I am sorry," Zach began. His eyes clenched shut while he faced the floor, and he continued, "I've been nothing but a burden since I got into this school. I barely passed the entrance exam, I caused you all kinds of stress killing villains and going off on my own, and then I unfairly blamed some of you for getting captured after VTS."

He unbowed his body and looked straight into Cementoss's eyes, then to Present Mic, and Snipe, Vlad King, then All Might who was staring in as much surprise as the rest of the teachers. All Might smiled after a second though as Zach said this, as he was not that surprised after the talk they had in the nurse's office the other day that Zach would do something like this. Zach stared at All Might for a few more seconds, feeling guilty that he ever felt bad about him, especially after Webb had saved him. Then he looked to Aizawa and continued, "I gave you all dirty looks, that none of you deserved. And I said things," he glanced back towards Present Mic, "that aren't true."

Midnight leaned back in her seat and lost her surprised look, grinning at the boy instead with her cheeks reddening. How mature!

Young Sazaki, is getting ahead of his past, All Might thought, and he nodded at the boy that he could continue as Zach started hesitating nervously after all he had said.

Zach gulped, then he continued while facing the principal who had gathered all the teachers for him. "I've let anger, and regret push down on me for too long, and I'm ready to move forward. But before I can do that I need to fix my relationship with my professors." He looked around at them all, then he bowed far again and said, "So I ask you, please keep taking good care of me."

Aizawa lifted a hand and scratched his stubble on his left cheek close to his chin. Those looks were getting annoying. Good thing he's worked it out.

Cementoss smiled after Zach finished, Softy really did a lot in only a few weeks. Though I am sure this is also Sazaki himself, and not solely her guidance. Still, I must thank her.

"Sazaki, everyone here appreciates your sentiment," Principal Nezu said. "We will continue to watch over your progress and protect you for as long as you are in our care."

Zach got out of his bow, and he smiled and said, "Thank you." He felt a buzz in his pocket after he said it, then a few of the other teachers gave him short responses as well, though most of them just nodded at the boy. The principal told him he could go and then started thanking the other members of the staff for coming, and Zach walked out of the room first and quickly sped-walked away while letting sweat cover his face. He reached into his pocket while having a small freak out at how much that just stressed him out, then he sweatdropped over his sweating face and stared down at the message on his phone with a look of disbelief at the code written there. Wonder if there could have been a worse time for that.

A/N Thanks for reading. Zach continues working out his issues this chapter, mainly forgiving his teachers for the terrible things that happened to him after VTS, some of which I finally delved into above. And at the end he gets a text... Hope you enjoyed and are looking forward to the next chapter! It's time for finals here in Tokyo (where I've been studying abroad if you guys didn't know), and I had one this morning I think I did pretty well in, hopefully acing my 漢字２class (Kanji 2). Anyway, going to keep up the updates, I hope, even though there's a lot I have to do with studying for finals, moving out of my dorm, and then I'm gonna travel the country for a week or so before heading back home. Thanks again for reading, and leave a review below telling me what you think or predictions for what's coming!

D-Koy24 chapter 41 . 18h ago

Mt Lady gave him her number...
Only a matter of time till Mineta or Kaminari find it and try something.
~D-Koy, The champion of Cyrodiil

Haha, think Mineta might still be scared from his last time with Mt. Lady. Thanks for the review, hope you enjoyed the new chapter DK!

Thebloodlord chapter 41 . 21h ago

Please tell me Zach and Kirishima are NOT going to be a couple, it a not that I don't like homosexuality it's just not my type of romance novel

You seem pretty worried about this, so I'll let you know, it's not gonna happen. They're just friends.

JehovahReigns chapter 41 . 16h ago

"A 's Best-selling book"
"Brilliant Story and Character Development."
"A Fascinating Read"
"Extremely dedicated Author."
I feel these scrape the surface of the amazing reviews you'd get if you published this lol. You update so frequently and it's amazing.
At first I had worries about my enjoyment of this book, since you weren't including manga... but you can weave an awesome and engaging story without that base so I'm both happy and impressed. Looking forward to more and God Bless :) :D

Awesome! Thanks a ton for all the great reviews, in one review! XD I'm really glad you've enjoyed the story so far, and I hope you enjoyed the newest chapter!

AOT FAN chapter 41 . 14h ago

Does Zach's Knives and Grappling Hook work like 3D Maneuvering Gear?

Sorry AOT Fan, but not really. More like Batman is what I was thinking. Thanks for reviewing.

Guest chapter 41 . 12h ago

*Watching Zach and Yaoyorozu interact at any moment in any situation*
"Fucking kiss already!"

Is it coming? When? Why? How? Maybe I'll just sink the ship... Lol won't say anything real about it, but like how even the small moment from last chapter got you excited! Thanks for the review!