Hey guys! It's me, the Phoenix, back again with another chapter of my new story, which I am pleased to say was received quite well.

I thank you all for the support, because honestly, Event Horizon has gotten around 50 favorites and follows within a few days, which is honestly a record for me, surpassing even Multiplayer and Hero Complex.

I think it's because I'm the first to explore this concept, and so I will do my best not to disappoint. I understand that this chapter is a little shorter than the last one, but that's because the next chapter has a little more content.

Anyways, I don't have much else to say, so time for the Reviews!

Superfanman217: "This is a great idea im exited to see it. I really wanna see "harem antics" with the female Servants; not the 'give mc girls just to ecchi ' but the 'OMG WHY DO THESE GIRLS LIKE ME THIS MUCH?'. I love the story, and Merry Christmas.

A: Thank you very much for the praise, sir, and I certainly intend to deliver. How many Servants can our cinnamon roll trigger, I wonder? The world may never know. Someone definitely needs to keep Astolfo off of him, though.

Cygfried: "Interesting. I like it. Gonna keep looking out for your updates keep it up. A card captor sakura-izuku is always an amazing idea."

A: Thanks, and I agree. I honestly cant beleive that its almsot been never used in the MHA fandom. Maybe because only All Might, All for One, and maybe Shigaraki and Overhaul could fight against the power of a Servant?

CAD270895: "I love this story; more please! I hope Izuku gets an outfit more manly."

A: Thanks for the praise and he definitely will. It'll take a bit of time though, just long enough for Izuku to develop PTSD.

Karlos1234ify: "Interesting."

A: IKR! It's a pretty interesting concept.

Alicemisuzu: "Zelretch isn't really that much of a troll. It's overhyped in fanon."

A: I know. I didn't say that he was; Emerald did, and it's a common fact that the Kaleidosticks hate their creator. He was just blaming Zelretch because he didn't like him. There's actually a reason for what happened, which will be explained much later.

Luis014: "It doesnt make sense for you to give Midoriya One for All seeing as he will have all the servant cards and their powers. Besides that can't wait to see what you will do."

A: Actually, there is, and it's explained in this chapter; I'm basically turning One For All into a Prana Generator. Emerald is a prototype, and can't access the Mana Plane as well as Ruby and Saphhire, meaning Izuku's magic supply is limited, especially because he has barely any Circuits. So what better than a Quirk that literally accumulates energy to help out on that front. It's also because of how close it made Midoriya and All Might. I tend to keep things as realistic as possible, so it doesn't make sense if Izuku had a hundred good Circuits or something when there is no magic in MHA.

Angron: "Let's clarify something very IMPORTANT, Zelretch IS NOT a troll, he is similar to Kujo Jotaro. Using troll Zelretch is a cheap and stupid way to plot. The "Heroes" in My Hero Academia are only private security contractors, the "Heroes" are not so different from firefighters, police or doctors but nobody calls them heroes, but people have the "Heroes" on a golden pedestal. I hope this story is gray and not black and white as is My Hero Academia. At least I hope that your OC (Emerald) really questions the motivations of the characters and does not accept so easily the point of view of My Hero Academia. One's hero is someone else's villains. We Are Heroes In Our Own Story, Villains In Their, And Neither Is A Lie. Strength is what you decide one's life in the world. The evil is right if they have strength. The good is right if they have strength. In the end, it all comes down to who has the power to enforce their view.

A: I clarified the Zelretch issue above, but you have to admit almost every story involving him does that. In mine, Emerald just blames him because he hates his creator like Ruby and Sapphire. It's not actually something he did to troll people. And as for the other part; of course. Fate is all about not seeing things as black and white, and Izuku will learn some valuable truths on his journey.

Wizardwolf 1020: "I'm really liking this, although I believe it would be better if Izuku didn't get One For All as he's already powerful as is with the cards but if he does get One For All hopefully it would be more of a secondary and not primary use. I've never been for Izuku having One For All because it defeats the purpose of him being the first Quirkless hero as he was given the means when it could have been more inspirational to get there with what he has instead of him just being given the most powerful quirk. It would be much more special here if Izuku just reaches his dream with just Emerald and the cards than with One For All as he would still be classified as quirkless which will still be inspiring."

A: Once again, One For All will not work the same way it did in canon. It's just a Prana Generator and a reason for Izuku and All Might to become close. It's definitely secondary, and just enables Izuku to Install Class Cards and Include higher level Noble Phantasms. Not necessarily on the second part, because honestly, that would still be considered as a Quirk. Using OP magic to become a Hero and being a Quirkless Hero are two different things. Honestly though, with how OP the Villains are in the manga right now, Izuku would have died if he didn't have OFA.

Anyways, that's all for the Reviews so let's get on with the story!

Chapter 2 - Opening Draw

Izuku woke up with a groan.

He rubbed his eyes blearily, feeling more drained than he had in a while, even during the most intense of his workouts.

He was having the most awful dream. Quickly, he looked down and to his immense relief, he was wearing his normal clothes.

Izuku was grateful. At least that horrible outfit was just a twisted figment of his own imagination.

Now all he needed to do was-

[Oh hey! You're awake now!]

Izuku felt like crying.

Of course he wasn't that lucky.

He quickly remembered everything that had happened before he passed out, and looked up to see Emerald floating over him.

"H-hey Emerald." he said nervously, getting up and taking a few steps back from the clearly dangerous wand.

[Well, now that you're awake, you should probably get the card-holder and keep it on you.]

Hurriedly, Izuku complied, not wanting the situation with the cards to become any worse.

He stuck the one card that had remained into the holder, and put it in his backpack.

[Good! Now let me hide in your backpack and do some scans. I need to figure out what the full situation is and how we can proceed from here. Looking forward to working with you, Master!]

His line said, Emerald flew into his backpack, leaving a pale Izuku standing there aimlessly.

He was not looking forward to wearing that outfit again.

Izuku slowly sunk to his knees, before setting his backpack aside and leaning against the wall, trying to cope with all the revelations that had occurred.

Mostly one occurrence, really: Magic was real.

Not like rabbits out of hats and cheap card tricks, but actual magic, like the ones from manga and cartoons. Unless someone had a Reality Warping Quirk that made them pretty much omniscient, there was no way things like Emerald and the Cards could be naturally made.

A clearly magical talking wand and glowy cards that decided to scram once his blood fell on them could not be the product of anything natural or mundane. There was clearly magic involved, and if that wasn't the case he would wear that horrid Magical Boy outfit Emerald stuck him in for the rest of his life.

The implications left him stunned.

What did this all mean?

Was there a secret society of magicians out there, or was he the first person to stumble upon something magical?

Was magic somehow related to the development of Quirks?

So many questions popped up in his head, but one stood out, more clear than all the others.

'With magic, can I be a hero?'

If this was really magic he was dealing with, then he could learn to cast spells, which could more or less make up for him being Quirkless! He could have... the power he'd never had before.

The power to make his dreams a reality.

No, no he was getting too ahead of himself. He had to be calm and rational right now. He still had no idea what those cards even were and how he could get those back. For all he knew, despite what Emerald said, he could be in hot water with some big shot wizard, probably that creator he was talking about.

He couldn't get his hopes up without understanding everything. And with Emerald apparently running diagnostic tests, that left him with nothing to do but lament about how he had gotten dragged into another unforeseen situation.

Izuku sighed.

Tamaki and Mirio were right; he was a trouble magnet.

He perked up, however, when he heard the sound of the door opening and saw that Professor Washi had returned.

He was holding a brown folder in his hands, and although it was hard to tell due to the man having the head of an eagle due to his Quirk, Eagle Vision, he seemed quite giddy with excitement.

"Here." he said, holding out the folder to Izuku, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice.

Now Izuku was curious. What could be in that folder? Whatever it was, it seemed to make the Professor really excited, so it couldn't be a bad thing.

And honestly, Izuku could use some good news right about now.

He reached out and took it, and at the Professor's beckoning, opened it, and to his confusion, took out... a certificate?

And then he read the piece of paper, and then he went rigid as his eyes widened, his breath hitching in surprise as his eyes began to water.

This... This couldn't be...

"It is." said Professor Washi, with pride evident in his voice, as if he could read Izuku's mind. "Congratulations, Dr. Midoriya."

"H-how...?"

"This is something me and the others have been working on for a while now. You shouldn't underestimate the kind of connections that one can gain in the educational world as well. Don't take that the wrong way though; you earned your Doctorate in Quirk Analysis of your own merit. I only sped up the process so you didn't have to waste a decade sitting in college learning how to do something you've been doing better than the professionals since the age of five."

A Doctorate. The piece of paper he was holding in his hand marked him, Izuku Midoriya, as a Doctor of Quirk Analysis. Not even an Honorary Degree, but a full on Master's Degree, the highest level of degree one could earn in that area. And from the I-Island University's Quirk Sciences Department, which was probably the most prestigious University of that specific area in the world.

Izuku began to feel weak at the knees, and his whole frame was trembling, but for the first time, it wasn't in fear or pain.

It was pure, unadulterated joy.

He was so happy he felt like he was on cloud nine. For someone who had been told by the majority of his peers that he was useless and would never amount to anything simply for being born without power, even being given a demeaning nickname such as Deku, a horrible twist on his name, this was a dream come true; this was probably an accomplishment that had never been achieved before.

All the business about Emerald and the Cards was driven from his mind as he sobbed in joy, dropping everything and hugging the elderly man with all his might. The man returned the embrace, happy to see such genuine joy in his young colleague, because the respect he had for Izuku would never let him see the boy as anything less.

He himself was an alumnus of I-Island Univeristy's General Sciences Department, where he had earned his degrees in language study and archeology. After coming across one of Izuku's Quirk Analysis Notebooks, which to his shock was written when he was six, and finding it somehow better than the work of I-Island's brightest, he knew he couldn't let such potential remained untapped.

After learning more about Izuku from the people around Mustafu, and seeing with his own eyes just how unfortunate he was, from the bullying he faced in school to his own Quirklessness and its interference with his dream of becoming a Hero, something which, to his amazement, didn't stop the boy from trying to help people in any way he could, Washi knew he had to do something.

Izuku had improved the lives of so many people. He didn't even know it, but his work, helping them with their translations and progressing the Initiative's work far more than they could ever have imagined, had led to others achieving their own lofty goals and receiving world-wide recognition; which is why it didn't feel right to let such excellent work go unrewarded.

To his dismay, however, Izuku was stubbornly humble. He played off any praise and refused anything from them, unless they literally shoved it in his face and didn't give him an option, like they did when the gave him a ten-layered cake for his birthday. It was quite frustrating, as Professor Washi couldn't find anything suitable to really help Izuku the same way he had helped them, but had never given up in trying to repay the young boy.

And, to his own surprise, he had found a way to do so quite recently. In hindsight, it was kind of obvious but kind of surprising at the same time.

It all happened a few weeks ago when the top Alumni of I-Island University were called back in order to go over the program's and exhibits for this year's I-Expo, as well as to just have a sort of informal reunion.

Washi hated meetings with a passion if they involved decision-making of any kind; due to the fickle nature of democracy, it usually involved multiple people yelling about how they were right and the others were wrong, and was just general pandemonium.

"But my Hover-tech exhibit-"

"No! I'm telling you; Nanomachines, son!"

"WE NEED THE GODZILLO FLOAT! WE CAN'T START THE EXPO WITHOUT IT!"

Once agin, this was why he hated these sort of things; it basically amounted to grown men arguing like children.

And these men and women were among the smartest people in the world.

He was having none of that; he'd prepared beforehand and was reading one of Izuku's Quirk Analysis Notebooks on his tablet, which his mother had been kind enough to let him photocopy when he was away training with Mirio and Tamaki. Izuku had given him permission anyway and had even seemed overjoyed at the prospect of someone viewing his hobby in a positive light. It honestly made the Professor sad that bright young children like him had their talents ridiculed and downplayed by their peers. It honestly made his blood boil. The fragile but cautious look of hope and joy on Izuku's face when Washi had praised one of his notebooks had made the man disgusted with what the current generation was becoming.

And how the adults often did nothing to stop such treatment. He wasn't blind; Quirkless people were treated as disabled second-class citizens by all age groups, not just children. Only the elderly, who made up 90% of the Quirkless population, were the exception, but with Quirkless people becoming rarer and rarer among the newer generations, it wouldn't matter. These people would be displaced from society, and fade away into oblivion. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why 76% of Quirkless Teenagers committed suicide by the age of fifteen. They were cast out and treated like their strengths were useless, just like they supposedly were for not having a Quirk.

Not on his watch, though.

Izuku Midoriya's talents would not be wasted. Either as a Hero or something else, Minato Washi would make sure that he would live a fulfilling life.

Right now, he was marveling and somewhat afraid of the fact that a child not even into his teenage years had pretty much mapped the strengths and weaknesses of the Underground Hero Eraserhead, as well as strategies for both fighting with and against the Erasure Hero, outlining possible synergistic strategies and maneuvers as well as practically feasible ideas for Support Items that could enhance his performance.

And this was a man who the majority of the Japanese didn't even know existed. And how the hell did this kid find out about the Egg and the Trigger incidents?! Weren't those supposed to be secret or something? Hell, even he only knew about it because I-Island was asked by the Japanese government to find out just exactly what made the drug tick and how to neutralize it.

He was so engrossed in his reading that he didn't even realize that he was being called. It was only when the woman next to him jostled his shoulder did he come back to reality, meeting the somewhat curious eyes of David Shield.

"What's got you so hooked, Minato?" he asked, not feeling insulted by his lack of attention in the slightest. In fact his words drew the attention of all the other people who were in the room, mostly the people in charge of the various sects or Departments of I-Island University. People knew that he had razor focus, and even when he was in the meetings that he hated, he always paid attention and gave his own insight when needed.

So to find the man engrossed in something to the point where he had tuned everything out was quite surprising.

"Ah, sorry." he said apologetically. "I was just going over something that belonged to a colleague of mine, who's helping me with work for the Initiative back in Japan. Where were we?"

"Nothing much; we've finally come to a stable agreement over the timing and schedule of the Expo this year. What's it about?"

Leave it to David to focus on one thing.

To be fair though, Washi didn't want to focus on the planning that was going into the Expo either.

"Quirk Analysis." said Washi. "This particular volume is on Underground Heroes and Vigilantes."

"Wait, what?" said one of the other people curiously.

"Quirk Analysis?" asked David, surprised. Not that surprising on his part though; the man was the overseer of the Department of Quirk Studies. It was obvious he would be interested in something like this.

Washi slid the tablet across the table.

David Shield took one look at it, and promptly choked on his coffee.

Moving the mug to the side hurriedly, his eyes wide in surprise, David hungrily read through the entry on the screen, ignoring the attention his actions were receiving from the other scientists.

After a long minute, he slowly looked up and made eye contact with Washi, nearly shaking in his seat.

"Holy sh*t." he said, earns a few shocked mutters from everyone.

He tapped a few buttons, and suddenly the page was displayed on every screen in the room.

One moment passed.

Then everyone broke into shocked chatter as they stared, dazed, at what was before them.

Washi's beak was curved into a grin.

"I know, right?"

"W-who wrote this?" David asked, amazed.

"A thirteen year old kid named Izuku Midoriya." said Washi.

"What?!" yelled the lady next to him. Dr. Dunois, the Head of I-Island University's Chemistry Department, looked like she had been told that Santa Claus was real.

"Wait, I thought you said a colleague wrote this." said David, confused, holding up a hand to silence the chatter.

"He is my colleague. Izuku's helped us decipher ancient texts at ridiculous speeds, from all over the world. In fact, all the acclaim that we've been getting for our work in the initiative is mostly his. The kid's a genius when it comes to analytics; he's been studying Heroes since he could walk, and has an obsession with Quirks that can rival the force of All Might's punches. He has a whole bookshelf filled with these. This particular volume was written when he was ten. And it took him approximately half an hour to get it all down. And twenty-five minutes of that was spent digging for videos and information on Eraserhead."

Silence reigned in the conference hall.

Washi wasn't surprised; being fellow professionals, everyone present could tell at a glance just how valuable Izuku's work was.

"Some kind of enhanced perception Quirk like Ragdoll's Search, then?" said Dunois, bobbing her head in appreciation. "That's brilliant. No offense, David, but I think even you would be hard pressed to come up with an analysis this thorough in five minutes, on an Undergound Hero as reclusive as this one."

"None taken. This is amazing..." said David, adjusting his glasses. "I'd like to meet this boy very much. This is above Doctorate-level work right here."

"Oh, and by the way, Dunois..." said Washi, grinning internally as he dropped the last bombshell. "Izuku Midoriya was diagnosed as Quirkless at the age of four."

Silence reigned once more in the conference hall, but this time it was like everyone had forgotten how to breathe.

David's eyes were wide as saucers, no doubt because he had a daughter who was Quirkless as well and because the implications of a ten year old child being able to come up with something like this without any sort of power but raw talent spoke volumes.

He took a deep breath before digging out a form, and writing something on it.

"I, David Shield, as the Headmaster of I-Island University and the Director of the Quirk Studies Department, hereby grant Izuku Midoriya a Master's Degree, a Doctorate in Quirk Analysis, and of course invite him to I-Island for the next I-Expo so we can meet personally. I know this breaks a lot of regulations, but I'll be honest; I don't give a damn. Does anyone have any objections?"

No one spoke a word.

"Good, then it's settled." he said, satisfied.

"Oh, and Minato?"

"Yes, David?"

"Do you have any more of those Notebooks?"

Washi grinned.

Washi himself had been stunned by what had happened; he knew David would have been impressed, but he didn't realize that he would go so far as to literally give away a master's degree and a doctorate, pretty much breaking all the regulations.

Then again, I-Island wasn't under the jurisdiction of any nation, so they could do whatever the hell they wanted, because the fact of the matter was that they never gave accolades without a unanimous approval and they didn't give them for no reason either.

But it was worth it; Izuku's happiness was all that he needed. The kid had more than earned it, working so much harder than people his age.

Once he had calmed down, relatively speaking, Izuku drew out the next items in the folder; a pair of tickets.

"Dr. Shield wanted to meet you personally, after seeing your work." said Washi, laughing at how the boy's eyes went as wide as saucers when he heard the esteemed scientist's name.

"So he gave you two tickets to I-Island, one for you and one for Midoriya-san. They're for the upcoming I-Expo, and I'm sure someone like you will have a heck of a time there. Of course, you've also been invited to dinner with the Shield family the day before."

Izuku's heart wasn't beating properly anymore. He was pretty sure he was bursting his blood vessels from simultaneous surprise and joy, if that was even possible.

The David Shield, who once worked with All Might, and one of the best scientists in the world, wanted to meet him?!

"You should have more faith in yourself, Izu-chan!" he said, laughing heartily. "Your talents are much greater than anyone can imagine; they just needed to reach the right people to be brought into the light. As both a colleague and a fellow Doctorate, I congratulate you."

"T-thank y-you sir!" said Izuku, overwhelmed and trying to reign in his tears. "F-for b-believing in m-me, and for helping m-me g-get so far!"

"What did I tell you; this was all you. I had almost nothing to do with this, besides carrying your Quirk Analysis Notebooks at the right place and time. This is all the result of your hard work and talent. Also, if you insist, consider this my thanks on behalf of everyone in the Initiative for the stellar work you've done. Besides, the best is yet to come."

Izuku looked at the eagle-headed man in surprise. There was more?!

Izuku wasn't sure if his feeble heart could take anymore excitement.

"I recently met an old friend of mine... and he was interested in you. How would you like to be a teacher at U.A.? The Hero Course students could apparently use a Professional for their newly-introduced Quirk Analysis classes."

Professor Washi had to shield himself when he was washed away by a flood of Izuku's tears.

Izuku walked towards U.A. that afternoon with a skip in his step. He seemed to be radiating joy, so much so that people instinctively smiled at him when they saw him pass, especially those who knew him.

Honestly, he couldn't remember the last time he had been so happy.

Ever since he had been diagnosed as Quirkless, Izuku always had what seemed like a dark cloud at the edge of his mind, which only grew larger with every taunt and jeer that his classmates had thrown at him, especially Kacchan's. Even when he trained with Mirio and Tamaki and had fun with them, he couldn't shake that irrational fear.

The fear that he would never be able to accomplish anything worthwhile; the fear that he really was just a Quirkless, useless Deku.

In spite of having more of a support base than many of his counterparts across the multiverse, Izuku still couldn't get through years of physical, verbal and mental abuse at the hands of his peers unscathed. It was impossible, especially when he refused to tell anyone about it simply because he didn't want to ruin anyone's lives, especially Kacchan's, by causing them to gain a black mark on their records.

But now? Now he knew, that he wasn't useless, that he wasn't just a wooden puppet without strings. He had achieved what he could safely say no one his age ever had, Quirk or no.

He was a Doctor (of Quirk Analysis) now, at the age of thirteen, and had actually been given a job offer to teach at the most prestigious Hero High School in East Japan. Once again, at thirteen.

According to Professor Washi, Principal Nezu requested him to come tomorrow afternoon at 4:00 P.M. if he was interested in taking up the job.

Was he going to take it? He wasn't quite sure yet.

"Hey Izu! What'cha thinking about?"

He was interrupted from his musing when Mirio popped up through the ground in front of him, causing him to scream in surprise and fall backwards.

Thankfully, Mirio was wearing his special clothes, and hadn't flashed anyone in public, like the numerous times he had done so before. Tamaki wasn't far behind him, and exasperated look on his face.

"H-hey Mirio, Tamaki." he replied in greeting, getting to his feet again. "N-nothing much. How did you guys do on the Exam?"

"It was easy." said Mirio, his voice filled with righteous pride. "All we had to do was stomp robots, and with the trick you taught me it was a piece of cake to turn them into scrap! Me and Tamaki were in different Centeres though, so I can't say anything about him."

"I did fine." said Tamaki quietly, his head held low as usual in contrast to Mirio's upbeat nature. "The swordfish came in handy."

"I-I'm glad!" said Izuku, genuinely happy that his friends had done well. Today just seemed to be a good day overall.

"What about you, Izu? You seem really excited all of a sudden?" said Mirio, tilting his head.

"Izuku took the certificate from his bag, being careful to avoid touching Emerald, who was doing... something, and showed it to them.

"N-no way..." said Mirio, with a rare stutter, his eyes wide in shock.

Tamaki was speechless, his eyes looking like that of a large trout.

"M-me and mom were invited to I-Expo too, and ohmyGodDavidShieldinvitedusfordinner!" he squeaked out, keeping his voice low, although his words devolved into a high-pitched shriek at the end.

Both boys were unnaturally still for a few moments, before Mirio grinned widely and clapped him on the shoulder. "Looks like you're the one who's getting ahead of us, right Tamaki?"

"Congratulations I-izuku. I k-know t-this means a lot to you."

"Don't you mean, 'Doctor Midoriya', Tamaki?"

Izuku flushed red in embarrassment but hugged his friends all the same.

Today was a great day.

After saying his goodbyes to his friends, who had gone home afterwards to recover from the strain they underwent at the Exam, Izuku made his own way home, waving to the people he knew on the way home. He didn't say anything about his new degree though; Professor Washi and Dr. Shield had taken steps to make sure his accomplishments had gone through the private channels, something he was grateful for.

He expected to find his mother there, but to his surprise she was out, and a note stuck to the fridge said that she would be back for dinner, in a few hours.

He plopped down on his bed with a sigh, letting his bag rest on the floor next to it.

It was then that Emerald decided to make himself known.

[Do you want the good news, or the bad news Doc?]

Izuku flushed in embarrassment at the title. "T-there's no need to c-call me that, Emerald-san."

[On the contrary, Izuku, that's quite an impressive achievement! Even those among the Throne couldn't accomplish something like this easily.]

"T-the Throne? What's that?"

[We'll get to that in a moment. Now, do you want the good news or the bad news?]

Izuku whimpered.

"Bad news." he said, bracing himself for the impact.

[It's actually your lack of magical potential that's going to be our biggest hurdle going forth.]

"O-oh?"

[It isn't you, buddy. You actually have the highest magical potential out of all the people in the entire city, but unfortunately that isn't saying much. You see, using magic, and by extension, Mystic Codes like me, requires a little something called a Magic Circuit, which is a pseudo-nervous tissue that allows the conduction and utilization of magical energy, just like how a real circuit works with electricity. You currently have seven Cicuits; two near your brain, one near your heart, and one for each limb. I'll be frank; that's already way below average, but what's worse is that they're of pretty poor quality and they're already beginning to atrophy due to disuse. Of course, since I've activated your Circuits, that shouldn't happen anymore, but that damage has already been done. Going forwards, I'll go on a hunch and say that we're going to have a lot of energy problems.]

Izuku winced. That didn't sound very good. From all the video games he'd played and the Hero fights he'd seen, he knew that having low stamina/energy could be fatal in a hostile environment. This didn't seem very good at all.

[These... 'Quirks' seem to have some sort of connection to the almost complete lack of magic in this universe. I say this because everyone with a Quirk that I've seen until now and scanned, which is basically everyone but you and that one lady with the platypus, has no Magic Circuits. It's like the Quirk Factor prevents magic from being conducted at all. Since you're Quirkless, you're actually a perfect candidate. However, since magic is, once again, out of fashion in a manner of speaking, the amount of Circuits present in humans has diminished drastically.]

"Is there nothing you can do about it, Emerald-san?" asked Izuku, intrigued by the explanation. Once again, he wondered if there was some tangible relation between magic and Quirks.

The floating wand seemed to... droop, for lack of a better term, letting out a bitter sigh.

[If it were Ruby or Sapphire here, they could probably have done something about it. But I'm the defective prototype; if I could access the Mana Plane properly like they could, I could give you unlimited magical energy. But, since I can't do it for long without being overwhelmed and this world has almost no natural Mana to draw from, we're stuck at a stalemate. What's more is that without proper magical channels, even if I can supply you with magical energy it'll all just go to waste since you don't have many pathways for it to travel through, which means fighting is going to be even costlier. Thankfully, I've been charging for a while now, so we'll have enough energy for a fight or two. But I have no idea how to procure more magical energy. While I can recharge when out of combat, recovering power during combat is going to be a big problem.]

"W-wait, what do you mean, combat?" asked Izuku

[How do you think we're going to get the Class Cards back? Each Class Card contains a Heroic Spirit form the Throne of Heroes, a memory of the people who have performed great deeds and have been enshrined in legend. Right now, they're probably in the Mirror World absorbing whatever energy they can before they can manifest properly and go rampant. In order to seal them back up, we need to defeat them in battle. And right now, you're the only person in the world who can do that, both the defeating part, thanks to me, and most importantly the sealing part, which is what no one else can do even if they somehow manage to subdue a Heroic Spirit. They'll just repair themselves and come back if they aren't sealed.]

Izuku's eyes widened. A Throne of Heroes? It sounded like a hall of fame for legends. But there was a more important question to be asked.

"How are we supposed to defeat these Heroic Spirits if they're the strongest humanity has to offer?" he asked nervously.

[Eh, don't worry about it. You've probably watched enough anime to know how that's going to go down.]

"You're not exactly filling me with confidence, Emerald-san!"

[Anyways, the good news is that I already have the location of the first Class Card to make itself known. And since we have a few hours to spare before your mother gets back, I think I should show you the ropes.]

"Emerald-san, I think we should be a little more careful and go over things slowly." said Izuku timidly, not very pleased with how Emerald was rushing them.

The newly minted Dr. Midoriya hadn't expected his day to turn out like this in the least. He had been training for years, yes, but that was mostly physical fitness, not actual combat training. He didn't have any combat training, which was why he found it highly ridiculous that he somehow had to defeat legendary heroes.

"Where are the Cards exactly and what's wrong with them?"

[The Cards are in the Mirror World, and are currently absorbing energy to further fuel their corruption and distort the dimensional barrier, which can destroy our concepts of space and time, among other things. That's why it's important that we get there as fast as we can and seal them up. Because otherwise, the world's going to end. As a Kalied Liner, even though you're bonded to me and not my sisters, you should have the capacity to take on a Heroic Spirit, so have some confidence in yourself!]

"I-if y-you say so." he stuttered, deep in thought.

This was worse than he thought; there were a bunch of corrupted Heroic Spirits that could destroy the world, and he was the only one who could stop them and seal them back into their card forms.

It was really hard to believe, but the proof was right in front of him. After everything he had seen that day, some part of him had already accepted what needed to be done.

Besides, wasn't this what he was training for? To be a hero?

To help people in need?

Saving the world seemed like something that aligned with his own goals in life.

But there was still one major problem, his lack of combat experience and the energy issue aside.

"Emerald-san, we'll be arrested for vigilantism if we use magic in front of people, since the law forbids people from using their Quirk without a license that permits it or in public property, and they'll just think magic is a Quirk of some kind. I want to save people, because it's my dream to become a Hero like All Might, but we'll only be seen as dangerous criminals if we try to seal the Class Cards and end up having to fight them in public."

And because Izuku wouldn't be caught dead wearing that outfit in public, but Emerald didn't need to know about that.

The wand, which was orbiting around him, let out a few peals of laughter.

[Don't worry about it! The Mirror World can't be entered without my help, since there's pretty much no magic in this world, so it'll just be us and the Heroic Spirit in a mirror replica of whatever area we transported from, which also means there's no need to worry about collateral damage.]

Izuku was still tense at the prospect of fighting legendary Heroes, but still relaxed a little when he heard that it wouldn't technically involve him doing anything illegal.

Unless it was against the law to hop dimensions.

Izuku sighed, rubbing his green hair with his hands.

There were so many things that could possibly go wrong.

But at the same time, this was his calling. He would face dangerous fights in the future if he became a Pro Hero, which meant this could be somewhat of a learning experience that he could use in order to be a better Hero in the future.

"Where do we have to go, Emerald-san?"

[Heh. I knew you'd come around.]

"Are you sure this is the place?" asked Izuku, holding his nose.

Of course, due to his incredible luck, Emerald had led him to the Mustafu Landfill. The scent of trash was in the air as mountains of raw garbage were piled up as far as the eye could see ... and the nose could smell.

It wasn't very pleasant, as you could probably imagine.

[Yep. The dimensional distortion is definitely coming from this area.]

Welp, there went his hope that Emerald was just pranking him.

"S-so the Cards aren't actually present in this world, which is why I can't see the, right?"

[Exactly. We need to dive into the Mirror World to retrieve them before they can cause dimensional distortions too large to contain. I think the exact location we need to be in is near that old action figure over there a few meters away. Normally, we would need to wait until midnight to do this, but since the magic of this world is so weak, we don't need to worry about any resistance.]

Izuku went over to the area that Emerald had gestured to with one of his wings, and let out a horrified gasp.

"W-who w-would throw away a limited edition All Might Silver Age Series action figure?!" he exclaimed in horror, nearly falling to his knees in shock.

Emerald floated awkwardly behind him before coughing to get his attention.

[We can worry about the doll later. Now, it's time for us to get into battle mode!]

Ignoring Izuku's indignant squawk, Emerald flew into his outstretched hand, and in a flash of green light Izuku had transformed, his outfit being replaced by the Magical Boy outfit he was having daymares about, if only because he hadn't gone to sleep yet. If Kacchan actually saw him in something like this, he might actually die of laughter.

Mirio and Tamaki would just find it adorable, and distribute it to everyone in the city, which was even worse.

While Izuku was going through the early stages of PTSD, Emerald had begun his preparations, though not before resolving to design a better costume. Honestly, he wasn't a big fan of the whole 'Magical Boy' theme that much either since it wasn't GAR enough, and while Izuku certainly could turn heads in it, he might actually suffer a heart attack out of pure shame mid-battle if he had to fight against someone in it, which was a horrible way to go.

Oh well, he knew what to do on the boy's laptop when he went to bed.

[Adding Imaginary Axis to the Fifth Instrument Variable.]

Izuku let out a Yelp of shock as a golden circle appeared beneath his feet, humming with power, casting a glow that refracted off all the trash lying around.

[Beginning Inversion Preparations.]

Energy began to flood his being as his own Circuits thrummed in response to Emerald's magic, though it was weak and feeble in comparison.

[Confirming that Complex Space Exists.]

The world began to... dissociate, for lack of a better word, and for a moment Izuku could have sworn he was seeing double.

[Central Coordinates Established.]

A small pool of light coalesced beneath his feet, and then branched out as thick green lines, forming a magic circle with various runes and magical letters he couldn't identify, with a four-pointed star filling it in.

[Establishing Mirror Road with a 2 Meter Radius.]

The magic circle began to glow brightly as it started to activate, while Izuku looked around and was glad that no one was present to witness the light show, because he honestly did not want to explain what was going on to anyone who stumbled upon them.

[Beginning Partial Inversion of Mirror World Circuits.]

He could see it now, and it was all so... clear.

As if seeing an infinite reflection in two opposing mirrors.

It was... mesmerizing.

[Coordinates Stabilized.]

The circle beneath his feet faded as its job was completed.

[Dimensional Transport Complete!]

"Wow." breathed Izuku, taking his first glance at the Mirror World.

Initially, it seemed like he hadn't changed location at all from where he had been standing earlier, but the dome-like structure in the sky, composed of many different polygons resembling glass, that enclosed the landfill separately from the rest of the world, was the main difference that stood out.

Everything else, from the objects to the smell remained the same, but at the same time there was this disconcerting feeling that Izuku couldn't quite identify.

[Pretty awesome, right? I can show you the sights later; for now let's keep an eye out for the Class Card. I have a Radar Mode I've been wanting to test out for just this occasion, anyway!]

Emerald glowed green before a screen slid over his star, showing what looked like a classic radar screen.

Oddly enough, there didn't seem to be anyone but them there, although both he and Emerald were indicated with only one dot.

"Why did you make my dot red? Shouldn't enemies be red in traditional radar?"

[Uhhh... I didn't. Your dot isn't red; it's green.]

Izuku looked up.

And as he saw the edge of the blade headed straight for his face, Izuku realized something important.

Maybe that day wasn't such a good day after all.

And that's a wrap, ladies and gentlemen!

As you can see, things have really changed. For those of you who think I'm exaggerating Izuku's intelligence, remember that in canon he was able to disassemble Stain's Quirk and its weakness in the middle of a fight for their lives, which was the only reason they were able to win against him. Izuku really is that smart; he just doesn't use it much in canon because no one encouraged him too and he keeps trying to copy All Might without thinking about OFA the way he would when analyzing someone else's Quirk.

But now? With more support than he had in canon and people actively encouraging him to improve his analytical skills? He's on a whole new level than he was in canon, probably around Apotheosis level. People would literally kill in MHA for that kind of analytical ability, which is why David Shield reacted like that and saved him over a decade of college life.

And lastly, the teacher route. Something that hasn't really been explored in the fandom. Since canon is still 2 years away, I wanted Izuku to interact with the third years and the teachers in another way; by joining U.A's Staff. What do you guys think? I'm game, but if too many people say no, I'll avoid it and do something else. He has the merits and accolades for it, so I say 'why not'?

And our boy is going to go to I-Island much earlier than in canon, since he just got a new number one fan.

That's all I've really got to say. As for the Class Cards, I'll probably avoid using joke Servants like Jaguar Warrior or Duplicate Servants like the Santa Alters.

Well, I'll see you next time, where the real action begins!

Spatialphoenix, burning to ashes.