My name is Izuku Merinoriya, but you can call me Merino.
In my world, sheep are the dominant species. We developed technology, made discoveries, and eventually the Age of Quirks started.
I was born Quirkless, but then I received One for All, becoming the heir of Nana Shetlandmura, the previous wielder. With it, I've been battling Toshinori Yargali, the heir of All for One.
Then I discovered the Multiverse, and joined the League for All, in hopes of helping and finding help in our battle for peace.
I'm Izuku Merinoriya, the heir of One for All.
And there is nothing else I would rather be.
Merino dashed forward, using One for All to jump higher as he tried to reach for the Bell Witch. In response, the girl quickly dodged out of the way. The girl was using her powers to move the table she was standing on, turning it into a makeshift flying vehicle. As he turned around, Merino saw the incoming flying knives, and quickly activated another Quirk.
Wool Control was a fairly standard Quirk for the One for All of a ship, allowing Merino to freely control his wool so it could grow longer or shorter. Now making it longer, it became an excellent shield that blocked the knife entirely, before the sheep landed and undid the lengthening, the knife promptly falling to the ground. He rushed away before it started moving again and joined back to Argali, the Izuku currently in human form and wielding his scarf.
"She is quite good at this." Argali commented, "She is about as skilled as the Yanagi I know, and she is a lot younger."
Merino nodded, "Any idea?"
"Might have one. You…"
The ground suddenly shook, and they both lost their balance. Yanagi, floating in mid-air, was less affected, and responded by taking the chance to try and stab them both with more flying knives, but Merino put himself in the way and used again Wool Control to stop them. This time, he felt them try to push their way through the wool, but a sheep's hair was heavy and tangled, not easy to pierce once it grew so thick.
"Alright, as I was saying." Argali continued, once it was clear the shaking of the grounds wasn't about them, "We can take her out if we work together. Here's the plan…"
Merino listened and nodded, before nodding and retreating his wool.
And Argali jumped on his back, grinning. Merino shook his head, and the world's most confusing knight charged forward. It clearly surprised Yanagi too, as the Bell Witch hesitated a moment before attacking again. More flying knives flew their way, but Merino accelerated, ignoring Argali holding tight on his back as he started to run fast enough to reach the walls and run on them. One for All was truly a marvelous boost.
"Oh god, I think I'll puke…" Argali muttered, but Merino ignored him.
He kicked the wall and jumped high, reaching the table. Yanagi's eyes went wide, and she made to move the table… but Argali, nauseous or not, was faster, launching his weighted scarf and capturing the girl's arm, before jumping from Merino's back with the other end of the scarf tied around his arm and turning into a sheep.
Merino had already noted Argali's sheep form was larger… And heavier. Yanagi yelped as the scarf, now tied around a large sheep's leg, pulled her off the table and toward the ground, her Quirk losing focus and making the weapons plummet down. Before she even hit the ground, Merino was already charging. Mindful of his One for All output, he slammed his head in Reiko's face, the girl crumpling unconscious to the ground.
Merino and Argali sighed in relief, both in sheep form. The shorter sheep looked up to the larger. "Well, that was one out." Argali commented.
"Yeah. If only those communicators worked now…"
"Eh, I can carry her." Argali replied.
"No, let me. You are the one with actual hands." Merino replied, and Argali nodded, turning into his human form and putting the unconscious girl on the sheep's back.
"… So, just have to ask, but how does your civilizations work without hands?" Argali asked.
"With a lot of effort." Merino replied.
"Ah." Argali coughed awkwardly, probably unsure if he had just said something offensive. Merino found it rather fun, though he hid his smile, "Got it. Come on, let's go."
"Alright." They said, and started to rush upstairs.
-x-
The appearance of a canyon in the middle of the battlefield was quite a surprise. For a moment, Itsumi wondered if it was the Stormlord's doing, but the flying man seemed as surprised about it. Looking down, Itsumi saw the canyon had basically bisected the hill, a large river appearing from nowhere at the bottom of a rather extensive fall.
Of course, the Demons were the main victim, since the river had basically appeared under their feet mostly, but Itsumi wasn't the only one falling. She noticed Zombie pull out his book as he fell and quickly turning into Werewolf again, using the claws to climb back up. Piper, on the opposite side, seemed to just stop in mid-air and get pulled back up by a mysterious force, though Itsumi quickly noticed Kitsune had been the person behind it, using his powers to save his companion.
The Prowler did something similar. Her and Itsumi were falling much closer to the center of the river, but the woman quickly changed the orientation of her body and activated some sort of… Quirk, she supposed, as a purple energy pulled her against the wall, like gravity had been turned ninety degrees to the left. To add to that, she started to run up the wall.
Itsumi quickly moved to do her own thing. Shifting the cane she was wielding, she activated for the first time in combat her new weapon.
The Cane-Whip-Sword was a unique item, and one whose function entirely depended on Itsumi's Quirk. Bakugo, the inventor at the League for All, had designed it based on Itsumi's ability, expending on her old weapon.
Using her Quirk, Itsumi propelled the top of the cane forward, a rope extending behind the thin inner core of the weapon. Thirty meters of a thin but resistant carbon-based rope rushed upward, her controlled explosions giving the handle-hook and the container below the necessary direction and control to keep going much longer than it would have managed to if it was just propelled by a mechanical system.
Once the cane reached the top, Itsumi used more controlled explosions to slow down her plunge against the wall, and activated the reeling system. According to Bakugo, she could pull in weights up to two hundred kilograms without the system breaking, and Itsumi weighed far less, so it was easy for the rope to pull her back up to the edge of the newly formed ravine. She prepared to meet resistance, but apparently she surpassed the Prowler. Spider-Man – or whatever the four-armed Fusion was called – had taken this as a chance to finish off the last remaining Demons, launching them into the ravine to their death while counting on Danger Sense to dodge the few bullets of the gun user.
Itsumi moved around in time to spot Prowler reaching the top and immediately rushing to fight her again. She took a deep breath, and then prepared her grenades. Already filled with the liquid, she propelled them with more explosive liquid, and the grenade shot toward the Prowler, exploding in her face and sending the woman rolling on the ground.
Before she managed to stand back up, Itsumi launched the rope inside her cane again, but this time holding onto the handle and shooting off the end. Once again, this was something only Itsumi, due to her Quirk, could do. The propelled cane flew off and slammed into the Prowler's chest. It didn't take long for the girl. It didn't hurt that badly, and the Prowler's suit was meant to absorb most of the damage. With that in mind, however Itsumi turned around the handle of the cane, and a sword emerged from the part of the cane she still had in her hand.
It had taken a lot of work from Katsuki to figure out the Cane-Whip-Sword. Instead of connecting the rope directly to the handle, for instance, he had to create a 'core' of sort, a sheath for the sword contained within the cane, to which the rope connected.
Itsumi loved it. Not functional for any other person, and yet looking so simple from the outside, and entirely designed on her Quirk alone. She pointed the sword forward, and let the explosive liquid flow out of her mouth, reaching the tip of the sword.
Itsumi took a deep breath. She had told Deku she could take care of the Prowler on her own, and that he could go ahead, hadn't she? It was only fair she proved it now.
No, more importantly, she wanted to prove to herself that she truly was capable of winning this. That she had grown enough to challenge the Prowler instead of running away.
She took a step forward, without moving her guard.
The Prowler rushed forward in turn, springing forward at such speed Itsumi would have almost called her a purple blur, claws ready to rip and tear through Itsumi's defences, but the girl in response just let go the sheath and focused on the blade. She stabbed forward, and the Prowler dodged to the left, but she grinned and made the liquid on the blade's right side explode. The sword was sent to the right, and managed to cut through the Prowler's clothes, leaving her arm uncovered… and then the liquid that had been left on her clothes by the cut exploded, sending her hurtling back.
Itsumi smiled. This required a lot of concentration, and she had to thank Itsuka for it. She had been kind enough to spar with her, letting her try time and again her weapons, until Itsumi had perfected her new fighting style.
The Prowler didn't stay down of course, rushing forward, and when Itsumi hit, this time the woman purposefully dodged slowly, predicting the trajectory of the sword even when it exploded her way.
And that was when Itsumi's fist, powered by her portion of One for All and a big explosion, shot forward and hit her in the stomach, making her stagger back.
Itsumi panted heavily. One mistake and she was either dead or out, she knew that. The follow up metal fist Mitsuki Bakugo, the woman behind the Prowler's mask, threw her way, more then proved that, the metallic knuckled leaving a large, bloody gash on her cheek as Itsumi dodge to the right and then snapped forward with her sword again. It was a faint she used for her fist, but the Prowler had gotten wise, kicking upward to move the fist out of the way, before jumping and spinning in mid-air to dampen the recoil of the explosion before landing on her feet.
"Ok, now that's just showing off!" Itsumi pouted, moving forward with her own attacks. The sword at mid-range, the fist at short range. And when the Prowler made the mistake of stepping back too far, Itsumi had one last surprise.
When Bakugo had created the sword and the grenades, he had also given her two arms container for the explosive materials, built so she could shoot it out in either a gatling-like way or in a single flow, like a garden hose.
But while training with Itsuka, she had pointed out something else. If Itsumi already had training, however limited, with a whip, and she could control the liquid freely through Guide, so long as it was in contact with her… Well, she could do something fun.
She unleashed the hose mode of the containers, the liquid pouring out in a jet of liquid. The Prowler, as expected, didn't take it passively, instead jumping out of the way. Itsumi focused on Guide. She focused her control on shaping the liquid in the form she wanted it to take.
The liquid stopped entirely for a moment, then curved. Itsumi controlled its direction, moving her arms and using Guide as if she was wielding some sort of explosive whip. When it grazed the Prowler's back, she released her control on just the top portion of it, and of course it fell off and exploded, sending the woman rolling on the ground once more.
Itsumi aimed everything on that moment. She rushed forward, her sword losing the liquid as it stabbed the Prowler's shoulder. She had aimed to a not vital spot that would, however, pin her down.
And instead, the Prowler grinned, grabbed her by the hem of her clothes, and pulled her into a headbutt, forehead slamming painfully against Itsumi's nose and mouth. The girl pulled back, dazed, and her control on the two 'whip'-like liquid weapons instantly ended, both of them splashing down and exploding. If Itsumi hadn't managed to realize what would happen and throw herself back, she would have most likely been defeated by her own Quirk then and there.
Instead, the girl stood back up, and faced the Prowler. The woman was out of one arm, the limb seemingly not working properly even as blood poured out of her shoulder. Meanwhile, Itsumi was dazed due to the headbutt and was out of stored liquid, meaning she had lost the whip and was running low on explosive fluid.
She took a deep breath, sword pointed forward.
What followed would be the hard part.
Then the ground shook, and her eyes went wide as she looked at something grow above the city's skyline, roaring a wild challenge.
"What the…"
Suddenly, as she watched a creature grow more and more arm out of his body, slamming into the houses even as it roared demanding for Quirks, Itsumi had to wonder if this was really an important fight at all.
-x-
Itsuka moved the Qi hand forward, to slam a giant palm into the Sith Lord. Unfortunately, she had to switch from a slam into a chop when the red lightsaber came forward into a thrust, unsure if the Qi would really block the blade or if its nature would make it impossible to stop, slipping through her guard and vaporizing her limb.
To avoid the question, Itsuka changed into a side chop, but the hand stopped just shy of the man's chest. Itsuka felt a weird push of energy keeping her away. No, stuck. She saw the lightsaber come down on her extended arm, and instantly shifted her Qi to form a protection around it.
The impact of the Qi and the sword was terrifying. The Qi held, but Itsuka could feel the eat emanating from the blade, and the strength behind the blow as it tried to overpower her Qi and cut her arm. In response, instead, the Master kicked upward, using Qi to extend the reach of her leg and hit directly the Dark Side user's chest. He staggered back, in pain, and that was when Huanli rushed in, slamming her fist in the man's side. Powered by Renlei Quan, the fist turned into a pair of fists, then four, then a real rain. That broke whatever concentration Darth Verhaul had to keep hold of Itsuka's arm with the Force, and she didn't take chances, switching her form.
She moved into Renlei Quan too, the Qi flowing back into her body as her kinetic vision and reaction time grew, enough that she could see the lightsaber swing and react at a far faster pace. She raised her knee, turned around to slam a kick into Darth Verhaul, but once again she found herself blocked by the invisible force, held in place. Thankfully, the same didn't go for Huanli, who, despite looking utterly terrified, managed to dive low and hit Darth Verhaul in the gut. The man doubled over and snarled, swinging the lightsaber again. If Huanli didn't have Renlei Quan active, that would have chopped off her head. Instead, she moved lower, the lightsaber burning off the tip of her long hair, the smell of burnt hair making Itsuka frown. Despite this, she rushed in, switching her fighting style again.
She took a deep breath, and quickly pushed further, briefly activating Egui Quan. She ignored the desire to fall to her instincts of violence and murder, despite having Kai Chisaki standing in front of her.
Chisaki… The man that had hurt Huanli so much. The man that had tried to turn her in the next leader of the All for One. She knew her girl was still not ready to get over her past. She wasn't even sure if facing this man was a good idea.
But she didn't have a choice, so the best she could do was making sure it was fast. Itsuka entered the Axiuluo Quan state and extended a pair of Qi swords, just in time to block the lightsaber between the crossed Qi blades. She moved to the side, letting the lightsaber slip, and reshaped the Qi of the two sides into a single long bo staff, bringing it up and slamming it on Chisaki's side.
Darth Verhaul snarled and opened his free hand, red lightning arching out of it toward her. Itsuka turned the staff in a sword once again, a large scimitar of Qi that placed itself in the way of the attack. Qi was solid enough to block the lightning, if used correctly, and more importantly, so long as Itsuka kept pushing the qualities of a sword in it, the Qi around her hand wasn't conductive, due to the handle being made of wood and cloth.
"Your powers are impressive." Darth Verhaul admitted as he interrupted the lightning to slash at Huanli's face. The girl screamed as the very tip of the lightsaber burnt through cloth and skin, leaving a fuming gash on her left side. Superficial, but painful and large. "But they aren't enough."
"Huanli!" Itsuka rushed forward, bringing down the scimitar toward Darth Verhaul's shoulder. The Force user blocked it in mid-air using his telekinetic powers again, but in response Itsuka absorbed the Qi back in her body and hit his chest with a palm strike that turned in to a lance strike when the Qi extended from her hand to form the pointed staff.
Darth Verhaul gasped as he was stabbed, but he used her own attack to push himself back, the lance not managing to impale him like Itsuka had hoped. She absorbed again the weapon as she moved closer to Huanli, the girl panting as she stood back up. "I'm sorry…" She muttered, taking a deep breath, "I was too slow."
Itsuka stared at the wound. It hadn't carved deep enough to damage the organs, only grazing Huanli's side, but it had to be painful, since it had turned into a mass of burnt tissues. "Don't worry. It happens."
Huanli hummed, then she took a deep breath. "Should I use…"
"Keep it as a last resort." Itsuka said, considering if she should try her own final technique instead. The Wukong Quan required a lot of energy and control, but Darth Verhaul was strong. Really, really strong. Two against one, and he still held his own. If they had been facing each other without Itsuka having the benefit of Huanli's support, she wasn't sure there would have been a chance to win. She breathed in, Darth Verhaul studying her carefully from the other side of the room. They waited.
Waited.
Waited.
A roar shook the tower, all three fighters failing to hold themselves up for a moment. Itsuka and Darth Verhaul saw this as a chance and darted forward at the same time. Itsuka extended her Qi into a sword and thrusted forward. Darth Verhaul did the same.
The weapons passed parallel to each other, the hands inches away from each other. Both weapons headed toward the opponent's body, both too fast for the opponent to react.
'I made a mistake.' Itsuka realized, her mind slowing down as the weapon inexorably travelled toward her chest. She knew why. Despite all her words on caution, she wanted to end this fight fast for Huanli's sake. She could tell how hard this was for her, and now that would cost her her life. All she could do was aim to end Darth Verhaul's at the same time, so he couldn't kill his daughter.
Then, the weapon already burning through her clothes and her skin, a dark shadow extended forward and grabbed Darth Verhaul's arm, pulling the weapon away. Itsuka screamed as the weapon left a large burning gash on her chest, even as Darth Verhaul was dragged away, too surprised to react instantly, probably also thanks to the bloody cut Itsuka had created on his chest with her Qi weapon.
Izuku Midoriya – Deku, this one was Deku – had rushed into the room, most likely having arrived from a lower floor, and had dropped the man he was carrying to save her life.
Darth Verhaul had a second to realize what was coming before a fist powered by One for All impacted with his face, the mask exploding in a million pieces as the man was thrown across the room. To his credit, even that didn't keep him down. He shook his head, took a deep breath, and stood back up.
"Are you ok?!" Izuku shouted.
Itsuka touched her chest, feeling the long burn just below her neck and shoulder. She breathed in, and smiled. "Yes. Thank you." She said, "Huanli."
"I'm ready."
"Good." Itsuka nodded, studying her daughter, "We got this."
Huanli nodded, if a bit shakily. "Yeah." She said, glancing at Itsuka's wound. The woman smiled. She wouldn't let her daughter down.
-x-
Clockwork dodged the incoming rain of needles. The pointy red hair strands planted themselves in the ground, and he panted. Alright, that just wasn't fair. Where had this Slice come from? There was no one around to tell her he had taken down Christopher Skyline so soon, right?
"Just stay put and I will make it quick." The woman said. She had One for All, which was a pretty big surprise, since Clockwork knew Slice from his own world only as a Villain. Did that mean this one was a Hero in her own world?
"I will have to decline." He managed to say without stammering, sounding a lot more confident than he thought he could. The truth was, he had been run dry in terms of strength by his fight with Captain Celebrity. And now he was gone, teleported who knew where, and in his place was a clearly completely healthy opponent. This was unfair.
"I don't think you get a choice." The woman replied, and Izuku knew that was true. He would have needed a miracle to get out of this one.
The ground shook, and suddenly a roar echoed through the city.
They both stared at the enormous figure of what could only be called a kaiju starting to grow above the city.
'Alright then, I will never ask for a favor ever again.' Clockwork managed to think, before taking a deep breath, and starting to run.
Toward the giant monster that was allegedly his ally.
'Mister Aizawa was right, I really am a problem child.' Clockwork thought.
-x-
Revenant sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He was confident when it came to say he had seen and experienced weird stuff before. Giant dragons, violent murderers, psychopaths, and now he had officially been tortured by the people he regretted killing the most, only to be saved by a singing copy of himself that had nuked Artorias the Abysswalker and his beloved Sif.
Oh, and then had beaten to a pulp a serial killer singing a song that was one of the biggest offences to historical accuracy since the movie 300.
He really thought nothing could top that, until he had watched a copy of one of his classmates, Mezo Shoji, start to appear above the city, growing in size even as hundreds of arms started to extend like tentacles from all over his body, destroying everything around him. His body quickly started to shift, the skin turning hard like stone, and he begun to move, roaring like a wild beast.
Canary, next to him, summed it up perfectly. "… Sometimes I really hate the Multiverse."
"How do we deal with that?" Revenant asked. To be honest, he had to admit he wasn't doing well. Physically he was recovering, but he had received enough damage he shouldn't have been up, courtesy of fighting Solaire, Artorias, and then a wounded Artorias and a few demons. He had barely made it in time to stab Jack, and the bastard even had the gall to jump into a river.
And then of course, there was the fact Revenant could tell he wasn't exactly controlled, right now. Even as he had slipped out of his Survivor attitude, after killing Jack, he had to admit it had changed him. He was still feeling hitchy in the presence of people, his senses ready to catch anything dangerous and thus overreacting, instead making him feel everything around as dangerous. He could feel Canary's eyes on him, could feel his concerned touch on the shoulder. "You ok?" The other Izuku asked.
Revenant had a lot of answers to this. Yes, no, 'I just had to kill my mentor and my worst nightmare again', but ultimately he sighed, regaining his composure. His experiences of the day were for later. He would face them, the good and the bad, once this was dealt with. "Yeah." He simply replied, while moving away the other Izuku's hand gently but firmly.
Canary sighed, snapping the dream catcher in half. Izzzuku emerged from it, cracking his neck hard enough to make his own head fall off, catching it with both hands and putting it back in place. "Ugh, I hate dream catchers." He managed to say, an annoyed expression on his face, "They are never comfortab- is that Shoji?!"
"I think it's a Gigantomachia version of him." Canary replied, and Izzzuku whistled.
"Damn, that sounds terrifying." Izzzuku glanced at Revenant, "Think you can kill it?"
"I've killed big things, but that doesn't look like an easy fight." Revenant replied, "Alone, I'm sure I can't. With help… It depends."
Izzzuku and Canary smiled. "Well then, let's work together." Canary said, "We are doing well at it, either way."
Revenant nodded, and he started to try and figure out a plan. He touched his hear, expecting to hear nothing but the statics he had been hearing for a while.
Instead, he heard something different.
-x-
Horizon kept the control of the board, slipping out of the way of the worst of the storm Yoarashi – or the Stormlord, as he called himself – was unleashing on the crowd below. He dodged out of the way of a sudden hailstorm, right before it hit a portion of the field, forcing Spider-Man and a few other people out of the way.
Then something moved at the corner of his Visor. The screen lighted up suddenly, almost enough to blind him, and a voice shouted. A voice that sounded like his own, just more feminine.
"Hello, Mister Horizon!" The girl on the screen was around sixteen, maybe seventeen, and she also had the distinct feature of looking very, very similar to Horizon himself. Same hair color, same freckles, same general appearance. Except, again, she was a girl. "My name is Zuzu-9-Epsilon, but you can call me Epsi. Nice to meet you."
"What do you want?" Horizon asked, before diving low, following the edge of the courtyard to keep out of harms' way. He was required to fight, but he could at least fight smart. He'd ambush his opponents, rather than trying to beat them up face to face. That had been his mistake against Nine, and had the Stormlord not showed up when he did, Horizon would have been dead or at least defeated.
"Nothing much, just taking care of a few things. Restoring communication, for one." She pulled out from her… pocket? No, now that Horizon looked at her, the girl was wearing… was that a magical girl outfit?
Either way, she was holding in her hand no less than the battered and bruised – somehow – icon of Hijack, the VI clearly out of commission. "What did you do?" He asked.
"What, me? I just put it out of commission, don't worry. I won't go into details. While analyzing the data inside this place, I discovered a large amount of this system, be it the VIs or your impressive hardware, was made by you. I'm not giving you the chance of undoing my work."
"Not that I could anyway." Horizon lied. With his gloves, he could hack anything within range, with or without Hijack. The VI was excellent support, ensuring Izuku could take care of his job without anyone coming close to discovering what he was working on – and admittedly sometimes engaging in stealing some funds, but only from corrupt big companies that used shell companies and hid money in offshore accounts.
"I'm sure…" The female Izuku hummed, looking around, "Now, let's see what else I can do from here…"
Suddenly, Horizon felt a lurch in his board, like it was trying to kick him off. Horizon had to go down on all fours, holding with both hands on the object. It took him a moment to figure out what was going on. "Wayfinder?!"
"Sorry, mister Horizon, but I've been told by Miss Midoriya, here, that she is now the new leader and I have to listen to her, not you, sir." Wayfinder replied, and Izuku felt his stomach twist. Did she change the code? For a human, it would have been impossible in such a short time, requiring to go through every line of the complex code Horizon had spent so long perfecting.
But for a well-trained AI? It probably was easy. She could edit every single file at once with a portion of her brainpower, and who knew what was her upper limit? If she was capable of this level of independent thought, did that mean she passed the Turing Test? Or maybe even answered the Chinese room?
His inventor side almost took over before he realized his current predicament, even if it was easy to solve. Unable to defend himself because Izumi was using Wayfinder's passage, he instead deactivated the connection, completely undoing the communication between the board and any of the VIs. Hotshot hadn't been compromised yet, after all, but it sounded like it was just a matter of time. Better safe than sorry.
In response, the AI just smiled. "My my, it seems you have gone off-line, cutting connection from the board. Excellent."
Horizon didn't answer. He pondered dropping the visor, but…
"By the way, I fixed the communications. I also took the liberty of telling everyone where you are now if they are interested." Izumi replied, and Horizon instinctively dove down low, dodging a laser by a few meters. He growled and grabbed the visor, almost feeling the need of throwing it off, but it wasn't like he could. He still needed it, both for protection and because, if he wanted to face the AI, he had to have at least some way to do so.
Instead, Horizon moved his gloves. They were special in many ways, but their main feature was taking over other tech. That was how Hijack had managed so easily to outpower the defenses of both Mjolnir and the drums: because Horizon's gloves gave him the ability to hack into anything that was connected to something else by remote tech. That, of course, included the weapons.
He just had never thought the day would come where he would challenge an Ai hacking his own Visor.
-x-
"Everyone, this is Epsi!" The AI shouted, in her visor and, he assumed, in everyone's earpiece, "Here is the situation! Jack has been defeated. The fights are mostly coming to an end, but there is still some resistance. Miss Yagi, if you can, please take care of the defeated. I can send the location to you. As for Mister Midoriya, known as Clockwork, I suggest…"
Hawks bit his lip. They were still going?! Even with the Greed free out there? Even now he could feel the ground shaking, and hear the distant roaring of the famished beast.
The Greed, in his home, was a boogeyman, but unlike that one, it was real. Keigo had been raised with the understanding that the Greed was the most terrifying thing in the world.
And now it was here, in his world.
Keigo gritted his teeth. He wouldn't let it roam free, he decided then and there. Even if they lived on a small island, even if the monster wasn't likely to find its way there, even if he couldn't grow stronger… did that matter, when it was already this large and dangerous? When it could clearly overpower everyone?
He just needed a chance to be freed, but there was something he could do even now, using Izmird and Arkin's business keeping the screens under control. He had the same device as everyone else, hidden in his hear, and in yawning and leaning against a stone pillar, he activated the earpiece.
"Miss Epsi." He murmured, hoping she would dear. "Here is what I can tell you on the Greed."
He wondered if Izmird was listening, as he whispered everything he could tell the AI, hoping she could transmit his information to the rest of the crowd. And if he was, why wasn't he stopping him?
He looked up to see what it was, and it was then that I saw a gastly figure emerge from the ground. It screeched in fury, and rushed forward, against Arkin.
(XX)
Guests:
Canary from Canary by Cloud_nine_and_three_quarters
Horizon from Horizon the Star Driven by Rogue Druid
Revenant from Locked in Digital by Rogue Druid
Argali from Sheep go to Heaven by Dramatic_Spoon
The Prowler based on Amazing Fantasy by The Infamous Man
Of sheep, AIs and ghosts. With more and more people taken out, it isn't long before we reach the end now. In addition to that, we get to see a lot of new powers, and some new interactions.
I'd like to go in-depth here, since I'm sure there is a lot of great stuff to discuss, but I have to cut this A/N short. Sorry, and see you next week!