My name is Izuku Midoriya, but you can call me Izzzuku to avoid getting confused with all the other Izukus. It's a real bother, I tell you that. Izuku here, Izuku there, just pick a different name dammit!

Ahem… Anyway, 1600 years ago I, like every other person in my world, became an ethereal being that lives in the gap between the mind and reality. In my own world, this made us reality benders, capable of shaping the world solely with our minds. A world without death for us, astral projections of bodies that have long since rotted away.

The most dangerous group in our world is the Cult of All for One. This cult believes that humanity is ascending to godhood, but to do so they need to create a single, ultimate being. The way to create this being is for every other human to be absorbed by a single individual, to become a part of the One. To do this, they kidnap people and use their combined mind power to break them, until they surrender to be absorbed into the All for One.

The more people he absorbs, the more powerful he becomes, and the easier it becomes to absorb more people. To counter this, the One for All Organization was created. Fighting fire with fire, we chose a single person to be the whole Organization. A shield that would protect humanity. Five hundred thousand people sacrificed themselves to turn the once simple man Toshinori Yagi into the All Might.

What, you thought it was me? Hell no! I want to help people, but there is a difference between that and fighting a god. No, I was more or less a normal guy until I was kidnapped by the Cult. They were moving in a new direction. No longer creating a single All for One immediately, but rather creating an honor guard to fend off All Might. I was forced to absorb other people, while they tried to break my mind – our mind – in the service of All for One.

And then I was saved. Before they could break me completely, All Might saved us all. Or well, saved me, and by proxy saved the other nineteen people I had absorbed. He even helped me – us – get back to a somewhat normal life.

I'm Izzzuku, a dream entity that will protect those nineteen lives with his own, whatever the cost.

I wish I never was, but now? Now we are going to make it work.

"… And that's pretty much it." Izzzuku concluded, with a wide grin on his face. The two of them were sitting in the same room as before, the clock on the wall ticking as Izzzuku had thrown himself in a detailed explanation of his own life and universe that had left Deku speechless. "I know right? Weird stuff."

"I have so many questions…" Izuku replied, and the entity started to laugh.

"Yeah, I would guess so. We can't really stay here all night, but I can handle one or two."

"You are a reality bender? As in, you can bend reality at your whim?"

Izzzuku crossed his arm, curious. "Interesting point to start from, but I guess that would be the most interesting point. Well, in my home universe, I am. You know, flick a finger and make a mountain rise, move your hands and watch as flowers bloom, all the funny stuff. Buuuut once I leave my universe, my power scales down. I can still influence dreams, but when I try to influence reality… Eh, it doesn't really work. Isaac thinks it's because other universes reject my changes, so instead they appear only as illusions."

"How did you arrive here then? I-I mean, if you didn't want to become a god or something like that, why did you go into the Multiverse."

"Boredom and a goal." When Midoriya stared at him with wide eyes, Izzzuku started to laugh. "What, you thought there was some deep, philosophical or ethical reason for me to decide to follow Isaac? Nah. My world is dangerous and is stuck in pretty much an unwinnable stalemate. I happened to spot Isaac when he landed in my world, and I decided that seeing the Multiverse was more interesting."

"But how did you explore the Multiverse? If you don't have One for All and Teleport, then how…"

"I made myself able to." He replied.

"What?"

"Reality bender, remember?"

"That needs some deeper explanation…"

"Nah, it doesn't. Nevermind that, let's talk about you." He suddenly moved closer, while Izuku couldn't help but stay put in his chair. "Let me see what's in your mind." He moved his fingers, and then put his whole hand right through Izuku's skull. There was a sound like he was rustling in a box filled with random things, until he took out an All Might plushie. "Oh, this is adorable. All Might is always on your mind, uh?"

Izuku looked at the toy. He notice various things scribbled on it. 'Number One', 'Save everyone with a smile', 'True Hero', 'Admiration'.

"Nothing much here." Izzzuku commented, tossing the toy aside and searching a little more before pulling out a picture of Class 1-A. "Man, they aren't wrong in calling you a cinnamon roll, I might actually get diabetes if this keeps up. Come on, give me the good stuff." He casually commented letting the picture go. Izuku caught it midair and looked at it.

Everyone was smiling, and the picture seemed to be taken by Izuku's point of view, like he had a camera in his eyes. Everyone was sitting around a table, eating one of Sato's cake. Kirishima and Kaminari were laughing at Bakugo roaring about something, the girls were enjoying the cake together, Sato was offering him a piece… it was a normal day in UA, but he could see why this was the picture his brain had defaulted to. 'I really hope they are doing well.'

"Look pal, I'm a dream and I'm literally needing to push sugar out of my system, stop the line of thinking or I will die. Oh, what's this?" He pulled out a punching bag several times taller than Izuku, and somehow larger than his head, on which were printed the pictures of villains like Nine, All for One, Chisaki or Shigaraki. "Now we are talking. Who's this?" He asked, pointing to Chisaki's face, that Izuku noticed was crossed over.

"Kai Chisaki. He was a Yakuza leader that did some terrible things. He was…"

"Kidnapping a child and using her to make drugs? Man, that's terrible. I take you punched him really hard. Good for you. But seriously, did people trust this guy? He looks like he came out of a horror movie." He stopped a moment, suddenly moving a hand to his head, "Oh don't give me that bullshit about profiling… No, I won't watch my language! And you two, stop laughing!" Izzzuku sighed, pushing the punching bag on the ground, "Anyway, not what I'm looking for. Come on…" He grinned and finally pulled out a mannequin dressed like Isaac, once again with scribbles all over the body and suit.

"That's…"

"Oh, this is great. Let's see. 'Seems like a great hero'. I give you that. 'Doubts'. Oh oh oh, here we go, tell me more." He touched the mannequin on the word, and a piece of paper appeared in his hands. Izuku strained to look at it, and Izzzuku chuckled.

"Kid, those are your thoughts, you don't need to try to read this. It's for me, I want to see what questions you have and you, being me, sound like the kind of guy that can't answer a question directly if his life was on it. If I ask you, you will just drop a long and detailed discussion and I'm not interested. This on the other hand..." He replied, "Yup, interesting, interesting." He put the paper back in, then quickly grabbed everything an hit Izuku in the head with them. He flinched, but there was no impact. Instead, everything disappeared, he assumed back inside his head.

"I don't know what to say, this is so weird." Izuku said out loud.

"You think this is? I'm working hard to make this visually clear to you, Deku, you should try to appreciate it more. If I made you watch as I manipulate the pure essence of dreams and memories in order to properly visualize your thoughts, I would probably give you a seizure. But as you can see, I am very thoughtful. No need to thank me." Izzzuku bowed, and as he did the room started to shift and change. Izuku took a moment to realize he was now sitting in Isaac's study now, facing the desk. The laptop was even still on it.

"Now, Broken Bones Boy, tell your Delightful Dream Double what you really want to know about Socal's Shining Star, will you?" He asked with a smile, while sitting on the opposite side of the desk, casually opening the computer and starting to type on it.

"Didn't you just read that paper to not ask me?"

"I read that paper to know what kind of questions you have. But that means I know your questions and where the answers are, not that you want them. I need to make sure of that if this goes through. So I want to hear your answer."

Izuku stared at him. His offer seemed genuine. He could ask anything, probably. But there was something odd about the way it was offered. "Why are you doing this?" He asked instead of answering the question. He felt he needed to know. Otherwise, there would be no way to trust Izzzuku.

"Mh?"

"I mean, why are you helping me like this? You are offering to tell me everything, but I don't get why." He explained, "Isaac is hiding something, I'm sure of that. I'm sure the others noticed too, maybe when he dismissed Todoroki and Ojiro's problems, maybe when his expression became worried when Itsumi asked to go back home… He knows more than he is telling us, but I don't get why you are trying to tell me about it. You don't seem to be an enemy of Isaac, otherwise he would have taken better precautions. At least he could have kept you out of his office."

"Maybe I'm just that awesome, everyone loves me and even Isaac has to bow in front of my sheer charisma." The translucent figure replied, "Or maybe, as I said before, I'm bored. You try go sixteen hundred years with the kind of stuff I can do and not go insane. I feel like I'm one of the people that came out better in my universe." He stopped, "Stop laughing you guys! I would like to see you all in my place!" Izzzuku glanced at Izuku and coughed, "Yeah, as I was saying, totally sane, and totally bored."

"That isn't really convincing, for a number of reasons."

Izzuku snorted, like Izuku had just made the funniest joke. "You are sharper than you look, did they ever tell you that? Yes, I want something in exchange. Surprising, right? I bet you didn't expect that."

"And what you want is…"

"I want a body." He replied flatly. "See, in my own world, I – we – can bend reality at will. But I can only do so if I truly believe what I'm trying to do or make can exist. Is why I am the only one of my kind that can travel the Multiverse: I was the only one that truly believed it was possible to do so, because I met Isaac, thus I could make myself capable of doing that. If I don't go blabbing about it back home, no one else will truly believe it, and I'm not gonna do that. Which is good for you, by the way. You are welcome." He chuckled, "But I can't make myself a body. No one is sure if it's because we subconsciously don't believe it's possible, or if it's because it's just impossible, but that's just the truth. I can't. However, you will travel the Multiverse, and anything is possible there. So, I want you to search for a way to give me – us –a body of flesh and bone."

Izuku's eyes went wide. "Well, I can try, but why do you want it?"

"Because I want to live and die like a human." Izzzuku flatly replied. Deku gasped, and the ethereal being laughed, "Come on now, there are people in their eighties that go on about how they are just waiting for the Grim Reaper, and I'm twenty times their age. I – we- have done everything we wanted to do with our life ten times over. I just want to live one final lifetime and then move on."

"And that's all you want for my help?"

"Sure. Promise you will search for it, and you get to look at the PC." He replied, turning it around and showing the screen. On it was the same screen Izuku had seen before, the three universes connected in a ring. Except now it was his picture in place of All Might's, next to All for One's… Wounded body.

"Wait." Izuku gasped, "They knew."

"Uh?"

"They knew All for One was alive! That's… If we knew before, maybe All Might could have finished him before. Maybe he could have been the one to…"

"Ok, ok, time out pal." Izzzuku replied, turning the laptop, "I can't have you go figuring out stuff on your own, we are making a deal here."

"But… It means Isaac lied."

"No, Isaac omitted an information. Which is pretty common of the guy, he won't tell you anything until it's time. Now, do we have a deal?" Izzzuku asked, extending his hand to shake Deku's own.

"I…" Izuku hesitated. Was Izzzuku honest? He didn't trust Isaac's words completely, that was true, but did he trust Izzzuku more? "Why are you so sure that I will be able to help you?"

"I'm not. You aren't the first person I asked. You are the latest in a series."

Deku blinked, "But then why…"

"The more the merrier. I am – we are – twenty people, so I think I can safely say that. So, deal?"

Izuku hesitated, but he needed to know the truth. He needed to know what was going on. He reached for Izzzuku's hand. "What are the details? Is there any weird string attached?"

"I will give all the knowledge you need on Isaac and the Multiverse. In exchange, you will find a way for me to obtain a physical body. Not sure about weird strings, I'm not in this to scam someone."

Deku nodded and shook the dream creature's hand.

He had to wonder if he was making a deal with a devil. Then, a moment later, Izzzuku turned the laptop. "Well then. Let's answer all your question. Have a good read. All you really want to know is right here."

Izuku leaned in, curiosity burning inside him. The diagram of their three universe was still there. Next to each were the pictures he had seen, and seeing All for One's picture up close made it clear to him he was right. The image was blurry, and Izuku had to wonder what kind of power had allowed Isaac to take a picture of All for One. Still, it proved beyond any shadow of a doubt they knew about him being alive after All Might's fight.

He felt angry, for once. They knew the worst criminal of the country was still alive and had done nothing to tell anyone. Could they have prevented Tenko Shimura from turning into Tomura? That was hard to say, since he had no idea when that had happened. Still, the League of Villain could have been halted before it was born.

'And not only them. Stain could have been stopped before he killed so many Heroes and paralyzed Ingenium. Eri could have been saved from Overhaul's clutches. Why didn't he do anything?'

"If you ask him, he will tell you that he doesn't know if that would be a good thing." Izzzuku replied, reading his mind, "He doesn't know how your world work. He can't try to play police when that might stop something important from happening and completely derail the world's own existence. After all, imagine if he captured a certain Sludge Villain I've seen in your memory."

Izuku sighed. He had a point. If that had never happened, All Might would have never considered him as One for All's successor. And if that never happened, what would his future look like? 'All for Deku never got One for All and ran into All for One. Was that going to be my future too if I never stepped in?' He wondered, before shaking his head. It wasn't so clear cut. Izuku would have never agreed to become a villain. He wanted to save people. Whatever the difference between Deku the Hero and All for Deku the Villain, it was deeper than a single event. Their personality had to be different, even if slightly, enough that one would do what the other never would. 'If I ran into All for One back then, I doubt I would have agreed to become his disciple. I would have probably ran, or if I realized he was a villain tried to capture him for the police, even as a Quirkless kid.'

He turned to the text next to his universe. "J-082 is a Quirked Universe where eighty percent of humanity presents superpowers. This is in line with the average spread of Quirks in a previously non-powered universe. The universe appears to be on its last or second to last generation that includes Quirkless people being born without a relation between two Quirkless individuals…" He skimmed through the text a bit, noticing how it discussed some of the political, economic and social elements of the world, mostly in relation to the Quirks. Then followed a few lines on One for All and All for One, with additions that had probably been made that same day about the powers he had unlocked so far. Teleport was clearly the only one considered important, since it was bolded in the text.

"So, found anything useful?" Izzzuku asked, and Deku did notice a grin on his face.

"Not yet."

"Are you going to read the whole thing? The text is long and dreams are short."

"I know, but I can't really find the point of this. It seems just an analysis of my world, and there is nothing wrong with that."

"True, I suppose. What if that's all there is there?"

"Uh?"

"I mean, what if the content of that text is nothing worth reading to begin with? What if the real interesting stuff is somewhere else?" Izzzuku asked.

"You know something."

"I do. I just won't tell you."

"Didn't we have a deal?"

"A deal about giving you my knowledge about Isaac and the Multiverse. That's the laptop. I never said I'm supposed to tell you what to look for." Izzzuku replied, and when Deku tried to argue he raised his hand, stopping him "Ah-ah, no take backs. We had an honest deal and I'm not about to budge. You know everything, you just have to peruse that knowledge properly."

Izuku sighed. He was right, he supposed. He kept reading, and a line caught his eyes. "Relation with other universes: J-082 seems to follow a common 'narrative' for Earth-like universes where One for All remains in Japan, where All Might is wounded (though the wounds him and All for One received where quite extraordinary in size, giving the name to the universe), and is assumed to look for a successor. Such successor will most likely be found in this year and the next (Note: to be updated. The successor was selected as Izuku Midoriya from J-082). J-082 narrative seems to be the same of J-083, and given the two worlds share a Current, it's possible the events from J-083 might repeat (Note: to be updated. Izuku Midoriya of J-082 doesn't show any of the evil tendencies of his counterpart of J-083. Mirror world? Investigation is required)." He paused, "Share a current?"

Izzzuku nodded, and Deku cautiously looked at the screen. At the line that connected his world to All for Deku's and Itsumi's. He moved the mouse and clicked on it, and a new pop-up appeared.

"Circular Current J-81-82-83-81." He paused, "What does this mean?"

"Welp, time is up." Izzzuku replied. "See you tomorrow night."

"Wait what do you…"

Then Izuku woke up.

-x-

Izuku opened his eyes, looking around what should have been his room. In reality, it was the room of a stranger, but All for Deku knew that thought was dangerous. He groaned, standing up. His limbs had been healed by Recovery Girl – and how ironic that was – but the time he had spent in here so far was exhausting. Not to mention, he had to keep One for All under control the whole day now, only escaping to discharge it late at night. If he didn't have a reason to do it, he would have never pulled a stunt like that.

'I could just kill them all.' He mused as the thought popped into his head. The idea wasn't without merit. Transform into someone else, kill everyone, and then blame it on that individual. Poor Izuku, the single survivor of the 1-A Dorm Massacre… But no, as much as he wanted to kill some Heroes-in-Training, he wasn't going to. They still had a chance to see how stupid it was to become a Hero to begin with, how that had warped the society they lived in. 'Not that they will, if they are anything like the ones I know.' He thought bitterly. That class had given him some of his worst enemies. Todoroki, who was now lost in the Multiverse, and Kacch- Bakugo, who kept fighting even without his Quirk. But every single man and woman in that Dorm had kept up the fight, even after he had won.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts, and Izuku walked up to it, yawning. On the other side was a girl with brown hair and a cheerful smile. Ochaco Uraraka. The day before, he had acted tired and tried to go to sleep as soon as possible, dodging the questions of his classmates with a simple series of excuses - and the kindness of a few of them that had physically held back Bakugo - but of course that was unlikely to continue. "Hello." He said, smiling, "What's up Uraraka?"

"Oh, Deku, I was wondering if you were feeling better. You really seemed under the weather yesterday." She replied. Izuku had to prevent the urge of narrowing his eyes at the way she was acting. The last time he had met her, Uravity had crashed a building on him while shouting profanity in her dialect. It took a lot of self-control to ignore that and focus on this version of her.

"I'm a lot better." He answered, flexing his arm to prove it, and she nodded happily. Izuku smiled back, and part of it was genuine. Her expression reminded him of Toga's cheerful smile whenever they came back from one of their missions. She would always be scared for him in the early days, when he would come back battered from his training. She still did even now, and he had Super Regeneration. She hated One for All even more than he did, just because she knew how much it hurt him.

"Deku? Are you there?" Ochaco asked, and Izuku looked up to her worried expression.

'I'm already relaxing.' He realized. It was hard to not do that for him. After all, he could have slaughtered the entirety of UA with ease. Even killing every Hero and Hero-in-Training in Musutafu would have probably been doable at this point in time. 'Endeavor would be a challenge, and there is Togata to consider I suppose. Aside from that…' He stopped, focusing and turning to Ochaco. "Sorry, I'm still a little air-headed."

"It's no problem Izuku. But… What happened to you? Everyone was worried when Bakugo told us you had disappeared."

He hadn't told them, of course. Keeping a low profile meant not telling everyone he had seen a universe where they were criminals and one where he was married with Bakugo's female alter ego. Though that would have definitely made him angry. "I can't tell you. Sorry." He just replied, scratching the back of his head. "You know I would if I…"

"I know, I know, is just… We didn't know where you were and everyone actually feared that… that…" She was getting teary eyed, and Izuku had to wonder what his other self would do. Hug her? Pat her on the back? 'Nice way of putting me to the test, I'd say, but she is just genuine.'

He finally compromised on just putting a hand on her shoulder and smiling as she looked up. "Look, Ura… Ochaco. I'm sorry for scaring you all. But I can't tell you what happened. It's… Complicated." Ochaco wiped away her tears, and Izuku figured that was enough, so he took a step back and stammered. That seemed to be his alter-ego usual reaction. "I-I promise I will make up for this somehow."

Ochaco nodded, and Izuku sighed in relief as she invited him to follow her to the living room. 'This is easier than I expected.' He stopped when he entered the room, filled with the smiling face of eighteen people whose alter-ego he wanted very, very dead. A few of them he had killed himself, in fact. Sero Hanta smiled at him, a large grin that grotesquely reminded him of his last moments of life. Sato Rikido was there with a cake, both arms still attached. Bakugo... Well, Bakugo was glaring daggers at him. 'At least something is familiar...' He thought as Mina Ashido shoved a part horn in his mouth.

This was going to be a long day.

(xx)

Izzzuku is hands down the weirdest Izuku we have been introduced to, and I think the fact his introduction box was longer than normal proves that enough. Kind of a weird universe, but sometimes you are bound to run in places like that in the Multiverse.

But thanks Izzzuku, for deciding to help build the Isaac-shaped puzzle this situation is. Though I'm sure some people will have figured out already what is going on.

I can feel hundreds of people wondering why Deku shook Izzzuku's head. The answer is: "It's Deku with someone asking for help." There really isn't a bigger reason.

And here comes All for Deku's meeting with the real Class 1-A. This is honestly a meeting I've been waiting to write for a while.

On a minor note, I am still looking for a beta reader. I should probably mention it more but it doesn't always come to mind.