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They were making moves. The two polar opposites standing atop their own worlds, in every sense of the word but one. The one being their silent mutual war against him. And unfortunately for him, they had, to his frustration, already established the foundation of their plans.

The Britannian Emperor through his own blood. And the Symbol of Peace through his chosen student.

Which meant in truth he, or at the very least his successor had to make their move soon. And fast.

Before the Emperor's confidence got out of hand.

He wasn't interested in fighting an entire family of mutated quirks. And a confident Charles made that a guarantee.

No, the more... Sustainable move would be to send a clear message.

Japan was his.

And would stay that way. No matter the delusions All Might still believed in.

All For One settled down into his seat, a sigh escaping him as he turned to face his silent followers. His protege still having not shown himself yet.

The warehouse was, technically, abandoned and had been for the past few decades. And it certainly lived up to it's history. The tattered wallpaper that barely filled half the walls surrounding him and his men. Scars of all kind lined across them (walls), most of them caused by his chosen successor only recently. The sound of scurrying rats could barely be heard, at least to his followers, as they ran from one end to the other. Dripping rainwater slowly made itself down through the holes on the roof. With, of course, a flickering light to help make the whole set of cliches.

Of course, if he truly wanted, he could've had it all fixed up. But that would really only draw unneeded attention.

...

All For One minutely tapped one foot against the floor as he waited. Waited for Tomura to finally show himself.

It seemed the boy needed another lesson in punctuation. Provided he didn't have an excuse.

They were, after all, on a clock. Their small window of opportunity closing by the second. All For One certainly hoped Tomura would live up to his status and realise the golden opportunity for what it was.

It wasn't every day you could get your hands on both All Might and one of the Emperor's favoured sons.

Especially if Tomura's warnings about the brat turned out to be true. Though he still found himself doubting the young Villian to be's sources. Spies in that country were almost impossible to come by, even for him.

Even if he'd already backed up some of his previous claims with genuine proof.

And he certainly hoped he was wrong. It wasn't like he could steal the ability for his own purposes. For whatever reason, Charles' quirk, the same one that inhabited every one of his children, was poisonous to his system.

And if he couldn't steal the son's Absolute Obedience, then the only logical conclusion would be to take him hostage and use him against the father.

Killing him directly would only give the Emperor a reason to publicly move against him.

And with All Might still breathing, that wasn't a risk he needed to take-

The sound of footsteps quickly filled the silenced hall. His men's gazes snapping towards the source, a few even saluting the swaggering Decay Quirk user. Every hand in it's rightful place in his upper body. From the one currently stuck to his face to the rest going down the length of his arms. An appearance that brought a somber smile to his semi-existent face. An appearance that befitted a true villain.

"Tomura," All For One's voice rumbled across the warehouse, his successor not so much as batting an eye as he kept his pace towards him. Bypassing the rest of his men quickly. "You're late." He stated, an oppressive aura filling the warehouse as Tomura stopped just before him.

"I was busy setting things up,"

"Oh?" He relaxed the slightest back into his seat.

Tomura was taking the initiative? As obvious a sign as any that the child was officially starting to grow into his role.

Whether it was a good or bad sign in the end however... Well only time would tell.

"And? What pray tell have you set up, Tomura," He repeated the name, the name he'd given him all those years ago. The name he'd used to cover up that woman's link to him. The name he'd used to hide the younger Shigaraki from his nemesis's current generation.

"Hmm, before we get to that..." Tomura stated, both hands in his pocket, his body straightening itself up. "I have a small favour to... Well not ask, more of a demand really."

All For One would've raised an eyebrow at the words, presuming he had any. Both proud and beyond irritated at his successor's tone. And it was only that title that saved him from his wrath. "Demand you say..." He remarked, an entirely passive tone to his voice. "And what pray tell is this demand of yours. Tomura."

"That." The younger Shigaraki stated, a single finger pointed towards him "That name, I've had a change of heart about it."

The tension in the room promptly skyrocketed. Countless numbers of his men hitching their breaths as a murderous aura filled the giant room.

"You wish to change the name I gave you?" He questioned dangerously, his non-existent eyes figuratively narrowed.

"Well, one of them. Tomura at that." The younger Shigaraki remarked, idly taking another step forward. "I intend to keep Shigaraki." Tomura continued, entirely uncaring, as if All For One's opinion on the fact didn't matter.

Despite the disrespect shown, All For One truly had never been more proud.

Shigaraki Tomura was truly becoming his own person. His own villain.

Still.

He wouldn't be here if all he did was accept every request made of him.

He wasn't All Might after all.

"Why?" The question, despite the eerily calm room, sent off a wave of unease. His followers all idly took a few steps back, on the off-chance the wrong answer was given. A few outright left the room altogether.

Tomura took a moment to process the question before, to All For One's utter delight, he answered.

"Because I felt like it. I don't need more of a reason then that." All For One heard the distinct sound of spit hitting the floor.

"...Indeed." He replied, a sense of peace filling him at the answer.

If Tomura was willing to speak up to him in such a manner, it spoke wonders of what he'd do to the rest of the world when he was complete.

"You understand that the name you take to the public will follow you for the rest of your life?" The man warned.

After all, one of every villain's best assets was their reputation.

"And? What do you wish to call yourself?" He continued at the lack of a response, curiosity filling his mind as he wondered what his successor would choose-

"I would've preferred having Overhaul in all fairness, but seeing as that's not really an option, I was thinking..."

Overhaul? All For One found himself frowning the slightest, he was rather certain he'd heard of such a name before, though before he could deliberate on the matter, the younger Shigaraki gave his answer.

"Shigaraki... Kira."

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