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Limelight
Chapter 1: Goodbye Hero-
Pov: Izuku Midoriya
"I'm gonna make it all better. Just you watch."
I assure myself. She'd been working herself to death to pay the bills. To take care of us. Because of me. After the incident with the sludge villain, Death Arms, had felt the desire to do a PSA. Staring my mom: As a form of community service. It costed her, her job and the humiliation she suffered. It pretty much took what was left of her confidence. We were left in a tough spot for a time. She was working 3 part time jobs, but that ended today. Thanks to my new abilities I found a legal job. I worked for a waste disposal company and while they didn't pay much it was enough. I had also found other legal means to exploit. I saved up enough cash for her to take a week off from work. After a few hours of begging I finally convince her to rest. She needed it, truly deserved it.
She was currently asleep on the couch in the living room. She was too weak to make it to her own room. I hated that she looks so tired and worn out. "I won't let this stand." I promise myself as I covered her with a blanket. I took her in my arms bridle style, cradling her carefully, as I attempted not to disturb her. As I carried her to her room I felt hatred and regret. I had given so much to everyone else, trying to live up to the standards of a society that hated people like me. I had nearly died and broken her heart. I laid her down gently and kissed her forehead. I was fully dressed and ready to go, but even so, even after everything I'd carefully planned out for her to make her day easier. I was still worried about her. I had already made her breakfast and cleaned the house. All she needed to do was relax and rest but knowing her, I knew she wouldn't. I cashed in a few of my favors to get her coupons for spas, restaurants, whatever she could desire. She was a saint and no one would ever clip her wings again. Not as long as he could draw breath. I called aunt Mitsuki, and asked for her help. I even cashed in one of my most valuable favors just for this day. So that my mother's mind would be anywhere else, but on me.
Because today was the day of the U.A exams. I felt a mixed bag of emotions going in. It had been my dream since I was a little boy to get into U.A and become a hero. Now my motives had changed but not my goals. My desire above all else in this world was wealth. I don't care about the meaning of heroism or being known as a great hero. The world has taught me where that train of thought takes the weak. Join a system of being used, and valued solely for your quirk? Not for me. If the world wanted anything from me they'd have to pay for it. Confidence combined with anxiety on my way to U.A. I felt like I could get into U.A with some difficulty. Who knew what kinds of test they had. It didn't matter, I wasn't going through all this for nothing.
I was an Epic and Epics didn't have specific names for their powers. They had portfolios which included their abilities. This was in part due to the randomness of abilities, and the fact completely different epics could share abilities. My ability portfolio was an exact copy of my father's. Regeneration, inorganic disintegration, and force-field manipulation. Thanks to a sister I never knew I had I was able to get a grasp on my abilities. And thanks to a father we thought abandoned us... I lived long enough to learn and return home. I returned home two weeks later after the sludge villain incident. I hated it. Hated it all. For the sake of filling a role, I named my portfolio,Limelight, and claimed it as a quirk. All of the usual biological test showed that I was still quirk-less. Outside of giving displays of my ability-A prospect I refused when in public- but in order to get my registration I turned a pencil dust. And when that wasn't enough I rolled up my sleeves and turned the doctors desk to dust, along with the belongings inside. The man was pissed but since there were laws in place for kids unable to control their quirks, I got away with it scot-free.
I was still a social outcast. Not wanted or desired to be seen by anyone other than my mother and a very select few. She had tortured herself after I went missing. She enlisted the help of the police and some local heroes, but eventually they'd given up. I was assumed missing at first, then presumed dead at the start of second week. When I came back suddenly my mother had a breakdown. She swore that she would be better, that she would support me no matter what. I felt like the world's biggest piece of shit that day. I understood her better. Her pain, her fears. All that she had ever been was a mother concerned for her child's safety. All she had ever wanted was see me live. To have a happy life. To make everything better for me.
I hated myself for it.
After... after the loss of one parent... you start to see things differently. You start to understand just what you mean to them. How much they care. It didn't make any real sense but, it was real. An honest and genuine love we are blessed with by right of birth. Parents are gifts and loving ones were divine. The look on my mom's face when I told her I met my sister was that of shock. When I told her that she was much older than me her reaction had been more receptive. Then she told me what happened to my father. Everything was going well, he was a responsible man. They were happy together. Until she woke up one day to him spasming in bed, and moments later. He vanished without a trace. I told her that my sister(Tavi) came from America looking for our father. I couldn't bring myself to tell my mom that he was dead. That I had watched him die, held his body as he grew cold. Or where I had really been for those two week.
I tripped.
So lost in my thoughts of self loathing and regrets I fell forward. I reached for my abilities to catch myself before my face could kiss the ground, but before I could, I started to... float?
"Are you okay?" A soft voice asked curiously."I'm sorry I used my quirk on you and... Hey I recognize you?" She stopped herself short and wore this apologetic expression." I'm sorry." She said showing legitimate regret. Not that she had to apologize for anything. She basically saved from having to display my abilities.
She patted me on the shoulder and with a smile she said.
"Good luck."
I wanted to thank her for what she did, but she left so quickly I never got the opportunity. I would have to do it another time, maybe once we started the hero program. A girl like that had be one of the few dreamers.
That pleasant experience, was followed by an unpleasant reunion. We were seated together by some sort of fucked up irony. We didn't say a word to each other. He stared at me and I returned it with a blank face. I hated him. But I didn't let it show too much. We'd barely seen each other since the sludge villain incident. I had been placed in a remedial class and he all but vanish from my life. After it became clear I had nothing to say to him and he had been just as tongue tied. We began to pay closer attention to Present Mic who gave us a run down on the rules.
We went our separate ways to start the practical portion of the test. I changed into a cheap pair green snickers, tank-top and black sweats. I completed my outfit with a pair of green goggles, for protection. My muscles filled out my tank-top. Once my abilities had become active, my body naturally became more fit. But it wasn't enough. I began to seriously train my body, and abilities until my bones broke and muscles tore. When you can regenerate you can push yourself well beyond your limits. I had gained 28 pounds of muscle. In addition, thanks to my employer's wife and a brotherly figure, I had picked up a few tricks. I wasn't a master, nowhere near, but I could dirty box as well as throw a mean kick. My aim had vastly improved in addition to my medical knowledge.
After I made my way to the starting line I met the others. The hero hopefuls and her, the kind girl. She was on the other side of the start. I began to make my way toward her only to be stopped by a taller teen. He had jets shooting out of his legs, glasses and a holier-than-thou attitude. " It seem my suspicions were correct. To think someone like you would be allowed this far." He started in a voice laced with righteousness. "A person like you, who endangers others makes my blood boil over." The teen turned his head towards the girl. " Don't you even think about distracting her." He said pointing a finger at me. " Or I'll make sure you are punished accordingly."
The crowed that had gathered around glared at me. Seemingly agreeing with the asshole. This was nothing I wasn't used to. I was used to being an outcast. I didn't care but the look on their faces made me want to show them just how vindictive I had become. The rules were the only reason I decided to standoff. Instead I promised to one day pay the asshole back.
I felt eyes on me. Only these were kind, she was looking directly at me with eyes of remorse. She cared. She cared more about me then anyone else there. I liked her, maybe one day they could be friends? Unlikely, she was probably one of those girls with a big heart. I don't want to weigh her down. I'm not a friendly person... not anyone. How could I be with all this hate and anger.
I didn't react to the cry of start from Present Mic. It cost me a total of 10 seconds.
"Let's rock!"
There was no reason to hold back anymore. No need to hide who or what I really was. A sage green aura covered my body and I shot off like a rocket! I spotted a small cluster of robots. Two 3-pointers, a 2-pointer and two 1-pointer." Vanish." I said in a confident tone. It was strange that none them seemed to move. And that they were in the center of the field. I landed in the middle of the bots. A wave from each of my hands turned them to dust as I let a green wave of disintegration energy. I felt powerful.
Clink clink clink
The sound of automatons rushing towards me made what should have been obvious to me all the more evident. This was why none of the other students had come here. It was a trap, one I would have seen through if I had been paying proper attention. Six from the right, nine from the left and fourteen from my twelve. There were probably some coming from my six too. I threw up a force-field. It absorbed the impacts and forced them to glance off of my protective bubble.
They couldn't put a dent in my shield. With my free hand I shot wave after wave of sage colored energy. One after another they threw themselves at me and one after another, I turned them into nothing but dust. My hands hummed with a buzz as I continued my mechanical slaughter. After a few minutes, I was alone, surrounded by small piles of dust.
Even if I low-balled myself I had to have at least... 38-points if I ignored the ones I didn't have time to count. It wasn't enough I needed to be sure, I needed this school for now. And just as I completed that thought a one-pointer rushed pass me. I turned it to dust. I silently wondered why it hadn't attempted to attack me? Perhaps another trap?
BOOOM
"That is definitely the sound of another trap."
I said aloud as I created a force-field underneath my feet. I soared just high enough see the other applicants. Rising above to get a better view. Rampaging was a massive behemoth of a machine that crushed and smash buildings around him. I nearly fled himself. Until I saw her. Trapped underneath rubble. They were leaving her behind.
I heard a voice in my head. Taunting me. Echoing and gnawing at my senses.
How romantic an ideal it is to have vengeance. To avenge a loved one.
The world. Was silent.
x
Pov: Third Person-
Nezu watched the exams along with the other judges. The boy All Might had chosen was taking down everything that came his way. He even took out the 0-pointer on his end, earning himself a few rescue points. If only he didn't have that adrenaline crazed look in his eyes he'd be perfect. Nezu was very excited by what he was seeing. He was doing much better than All Might himself had, in the beginning. He could see why the number one hero had chosen this boy.
"What was that!" Vlad King exclaimed in tense with excitement.
Nezu had picked up on the chattering excitement of the judges and joined. A boy he barely recognized glowed like a comet! The right leg of the 0-pointer was disintegrated before it could harm a downed student. It began to tumble forward. Then stopped, caught by a sage colored energy that encased the entire machine. It was hauled high above the buildings. The teen responsible made two cups with his hands, bringing them together, shrinking his force-field and crushing the bot. Until it was a quarter of the size. The force-field vanished all at once releasing all of the compressed air and energy. The decompressed air shattered glass and shook buildings.
As it began to free fall, the teen unleashed a massive blast of energy. It consumed the 0-pointer and within seconds, it was turned to dust. A chorus of cheers could be heard from every corner of the room. They grew louder as the teen picked up the girl and rushed her to safety.
"That's the one I want! Aizawa can have the explosive user. I just need him!" Vlad said pointing at the screen. Present Mic called an end to the exams and the scores followed on the screen next.
Katsuki Bakugou:
Villian Points: 97
Rescue points: 47
Total: 154
Izuku Midoriya:
Villian Points: 61
Rescue Points: 71
Total: 132
The scores that followed, while also important, failed to carry the weight of the second and first place holders. Nezu was shaking in his chair with child like wonderment.
Nezu bounced in his chair. "WAHOOOOO!"
x
General Pov:
When the haze finally lifted he was carrying the nice girl in his arms. He had no idea how he got here or what was going on. It was comically awkward.
"Um. Would you mind putting me down? The test is over." She asked with a blush.
"Y-yea!" He stuttered careful putting her down. "I... I'm sorry."
"It's fine. Thank you for going back for me." She jabbed him in the arm. "I didn't know you were so awesome!"
"The O-pointer? What happened to it?" He asked frantically looking around. "It didn't hurt you did it?"
She let out a laugh."Here." She put her hands on the sides of his face and directed him towards the small dust pile." You happened. Don't tell me you forgot about it?"
"I... I destroyed it? I don't... remember..."
She leaned in closer. "Then what do you remember?"
"Wanting to protect you."Midoriya, said with his heart on his sleeves and a twinkle in his eyes.
Izuku realized that her hands were still on the sides on his face. They were extremely close and the words that came from his lips sounded like a confession.
Both teens jumped back, red messes of nervous hormones.
"I-I mean a-as a hero!"
"Of course! Hahaha, What else could you mean?!"
The two didn't know but were very adorable. And the scene was priceless. A fact that Chiyo Shuzenji couldn't resist to bring up.
She spoke wistfully. "Ahh, I remember my time. " Chiyo sigh."To be young and have young men all over you. Those were good times." She finish hobbling over to them.
"It's not like that!"
They swore.
"Oh, hohoho, you two are going to have all kinds of fun." Chiyo smirked. " Are you two love birds okay?"
"I'm fine, I can regenerate." He blurted out."Check on her."
Ururaka waved Chiyo off. "No, I'm fine." She slapped Izuku on the back." I'm a big girl. Stop looking down on me."
"W-what? No! I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Then next time ask me how I feel instead of babysitting me." She playfully lectured him. He was a sweet guy, and incredibly dependable. On top of that she had got a good fill of his body when he carried her. A body like his combined with a cute face that could morph into a focused and determined shape of a true hero's? She was a little more than happy to have met the sludge-boy in person.
"...okay..." He replied timidly.
Chiyo had a wowed expression on her face, while the students who wanted answers watched silently. Until a student protest.
"Hey, you two cheated! People from the same schools aren't allowed to cooperate. Much less couples." No one else had the balls to call Izuku out after seeing him total the 0-pointer.
"WE AREN'T A COUPLE!" The two protested.
"Yet." Chiyo said with stars in her eyes." But no. We monitor everyone here. These two just happen to bump into one another earlier."She advocated for them."You've found a good one, nice." Recover Girl winked at Uraraka. " Midoriya-kun, now as I'm sure you know we have a matter to attend."
Izuku's mood fell considerably. "Yeah, I almost forgot."
"Now, now there's nothing to worry about. It'll take a few moments of your time." The duo started on their trip together.
Uraraka called after him."Hey. I'll see you soon."
"Yeah, you too. I'll see you soon."
They both secretly hoped.
Calamity. He swore under his breath. He was sat in front of a group of people he assumed were in charge of his administration. Due to his experiences with heroes they wanted to make he had matured.
"Izuku Midoriya."Started the first examiner. "Quirk: Limelight. From Aldera junior high. Formally thought to be quirk-less. Later in life it was discovered that you inherited your father's quirk. Is this correct so far?"
"Yes." He answered
"Here in your file it says you ran away from home after the events following the sludge villain."
His fist clinched.
"No. I stayed with my..." Could he tell them about his sister? Would he ever see or hear from her again."A relative." It was the truth he told his mother. He couldn't change his story now.
"Yes, your sister, Tavi. It says so in the police report." The another examiner went through a few papers. "In relation to the Sludge villain. Why did you interfere in the rescue of Katsuki Bakugo?"
There were many answers to this question. In reality he simply reacted. He saw someone in danger and jumped in.
"I saw someone in danger. So I charged in."
"Without thinking of the repercussion?"
"It wasn't a simple act of stupidity. I grew up with, Bakugou-san. I knew he was in danger, but not powerless. He had complete control of his quirk. It was my objective to stun the villain. To grant a window of opportunity for Bakugou to escape."
The examiner sighed." Though you have shown great improvements since then. You're still at jeopardy of not being allowed entry into U.A. We can't have our potential alumni acting relentlessly. That being said, you have shown your promise to all the right people. While I would consider you to be a great danger to yourself and others. There has been a dissention in your favor."
The examiner seemed unhappy with that choice.
"As that is the case. You should know that if you are accepted you will be under a probation period. During this time we will expect you to show stability, discipline and focus. Failure to do so would of course, cause your immediate removal from U.A. Do you understand these terms?" The examiner asked in an authoritative tone.
"Yes, Sir."
Izuku hated lowering his head and killing his pride. Having to bow down to the people he'd wasted so much time admiring. They were nothing but hypocrites high on their own power.
"I will do my best to embody the will and grace of the U.A spirit." He bowed. "I will give my all and go beyond. Plus Ultra."
"For your sake I hope you do. Hell, I hope prove me wrong." The examiner reached for another file and wrote something down."We will be in touch, Mr. Midoriya. "
"Thank you, sir."
Izuku left the room. Calmly. Hoping the hypocrites would relent. He couldn't have any set backs. Not anymore. He needed to push forward and break his cycle of misfortune.
"You can come out now."
From behind a hidden door, Aizawa, Vlad King, Nezu and All Might exited. The latter had tagged along out of curiosity.
"So it's settled then. I'll take that boy and Aizawa will take the arrogant one." Vlad spoke up hoping to finally have his way.
"I haven't yet decided. We are dealing with two very talented students. They have shown talent and proficient not seen in decades. If we put them together they could benefit from each other. "
"Are you kidding? This is just another excuse to give Aizawa the most naturally gifted students. Like you do every year." Vlad was fuming.
"Well it is class 1-A that the best attend." Nezu scratched the back of his neck."Izuku-kun is the second best applicant in U.A history."
"He could be just as proficient if not far better off with my class. He could get the proper attention and training he needs from me." The scarlet hero argued passionately.
"Let Vlad have him. I've read his file and he seems like a problem child. I don't need dramatics in my class." Aizawa was annoyed with the arguments. He really couldn't care less than he already did.
"But the development of both boys could be-"
"Improved by the competition? Yes, I know. But it really won't make much of a difference if they're in separate classes. Class 1-A and 1-B have been rivals since we created the mantra plus ultra. It'll be fine. Plus unlike myself, Vlad won't expel the kid until he has too."
Vlad scoffed. "Because I won't give up on his development immediately."
"More like your bad habit of keeping weaklings too long." Aizawa commented.
"Why you-!"
"Enough you too." The two had an unfriendly rivalry and every year it slowly affected their students. Nezu looked at both men. They weren't giving him any wiggle room.
"I guess I have no choice do I? So who will we exchange for Midoriya-kun?"
Aizawa glad to be rid of a potential headache spoke up."No one. I'm fine with my class size."
"As am I." Vlad agreed. Smiling on the inside.
"Now gentlemen we are all educators here. Seeking to pull the resolve of our students to the forefront!" All Might began."This kind of behavior will bring nothing but strife and tarnish our hard work!" He gave the men a dour eye."We provide the examples they follow. There must be no conflict among us."
Leave it All Might stomp out the flames of of conflict.
Nezu mused with a grin. The two men had ceased their fighting.
"I guess."
"It seems logical."
Both men conceded.
"THAT'S THE SPIRIT AHAHAHAHAHA!" His laugh of victory shook the room. "Now we can go back to doing out best."
Within the head of the number hero his mind went back to that boy. Of course he'd remembered the boy. The angered look on his face. For a second he'd though he'd seen a flash of that man. The boy didn't resemble that man in anyway. The emotions he'd felt coming off young Midoriya were sinister. He'd seen it dozens of time. It made the number one hero's scar ache. It was the look of someone, who only thought of himself. A part of the man wished he'd checked in on the boy sooner. He'd just been too busy training his legacy. Fast-forward to now and the number had a hunted feeling. Like something was about to go horribly wrong very soon. But what?
After that little interrogation Izuku had been put in a foul mood. There was only one cure for that. Punching the lights out of something. It was time to head to Kabukicho and do a little work.
x
Kabukicho: 12:30 AM
Pov: Third Person
The Abegawa Tenchu Kai. A once formidable gang of Yakuza. Now a simple security service and string of restaurants. Bukao, the last remaining member of the gang sat behind a desk. Business was good and even with heroes running around he felt that it would always be. No one can save everyone, not even All Might. As long as there was a creep with a kitchen knife, there was business. Interesting enough there was a rise in homicidal school girls too. He'd suffered the loss of a client and employee to of those vicious monsters.
The former amputee glanced at his watch. It was another long day of work. 12 request in the last hour alone. Business was well and truly good. The problem with doing so well was the paperwork. His success was due in part, to a former dishwasher. He recognized the kid from TV and internet. He was a internet meme. Kicked around and taunted by his peers. Bakuo took pity on him at first but then he saw something familiar. The look in the kids eyes reminded him of a veteran. For a second Bukao thought he was starring at a younger and smaller version of, Rojiya.
He started him off as a dishwasher but as time passed he discovered there was more to the kid. He had a quirk. Not much of a revelation. Most kids did. But this kid was something special. He recalled the incident when a few former rivals attacked his place of business. A cripple with no quirk stood very little chance. The kid was there, Bukao tried to shield him from the onslaught. A hail of quirks and gun fire were aimed at them. Nothing happened.
The kid smiled at him. Told him he was truly a good person. Then he decimated the group. He destroyed their weapons and armor, Before trapping them in a green bubble. The kid had moved like a well oiled machine. There was no hesitation in his movements. If a bit sloppy.
Then he began to compress. Snapping their bones in the process. When all was said and done the 12 men were left beaten. When their comrades arrived and brought an executive member something surprising happened. Midoriya became his defender. Promising pain and suffering to any one who attacked his boss. This made the executive member laugh. Instead of attacking the executive member applauded Midoriya's loyalty and let them off the hook.
After that heart attack, Bukao received another gift from Midoriya. The restoration of his ARM! Indebted to him, Bukao sought out any way he could repay him. Thus, The Green-Caster website was born. He managed to get a special license for him. It allowed Midoriya-kun to use his healing to help others as long as there was a medical profession near. Only he couldn't be paid for his services until he reached at least 17 yrs of age. This didn't stop Midoriya-kun from gaining a ton of favor. Many people owed him, most without knowing whom they owed.
Besides that he helped him train. He taught the kid western boxing, muy thai, and the basics of knife fighting. Boxing wasn't Midoriya-kun's specialty, neither was muy thai. But knowing them was better than nothing. Knife-fighting seemed to be where the kid shined. Bukao had pulled away from those lessons. No hero should be that good with a knife. He believed in the kid, but he didn't want to turn him into a killing machine.
Pushing that aside there was still the matter of the importance of today. It was the day the kid had the U.A entrance exams. Not that there was much doubt in Bukao's head. The kid was a power house. They'd be fools to not allow him into their school.
There was a knock on his door.
"Who is it?"
"It's the kid." One of his men answered from the other side of the door. "He's looking for work."
"Let him in."
The door opened and a freckled faced teen came in soon after. Seeing the young man put a smile on Bukao's face. He represented hope for a future Bukao couldn't wait to see.
"Sorry to barge in on you, Bukao-nii, just here to see if you have any jobs for escorts." The confidence the kid now radiated with was an impressive improvement.
"Sure, Ototo. We actually got a request from one of the girls who works at the "Pink Lilly", she's got a stalker. Her stage name is "Honeycomb" and we've been guarding her all week. I'm hoping that your presence will persuade him to give up his pursuits."
"You mean, you're hoping he thinks I'm weak and attacks." He murmured. In a bored fashion.
"Exactly." Bukao smirked.
"Fine. What's the pay if I settle this tonight?"
"You're looking to make 12500."
"That's all?"
"What did you expect? This has been going on for nearly a week. If you got here sooner there would be more money left." Bukao said in a matter of fact voice.
Izuku let out a sigh."Fine, where am I supposed to meet her?"
"Her place of work of course. The Pink Lilly." A dark gleam danced in Bukao's eyes. The older man wished he could see the kid's face when he got there. If only Bukao had the same instinct as All Might he would have never sent the Izuku alone on this job.
Chapter 1: End.
Author's note.
Hello. This is an edit and now it's time I tell you of about Izuku's full power set in great detail. Are you ready? Yes? Okay!
Inorganic Disintegration: Midoriya can disintegrate anything that is not attached to a living creature. He can easily turn bullets to dust; at the peak of rage Midoriya's father destroyed all of Sharp Tower in a burst of power. Imagine the Sears tower being turned to dust in an instance. This is usually referred to as "tensorpower" in the books.
Force Field Manipulation: Midoriya can create green colored force fields. The surface area of which can be controlled at will. This force field is not completely invulnerable, as enough force can crack them if focus is not maintained, or too powerful. It should be noted that Phaedrus(Izuku's dad) was able to contain a blast ment to destroy an entire city in one of his shields.
Constructs- can shape his forces fields in any form (roads, globes, disks, walls, etc.)
Compression- create and constrict a globe around his foes, crushing them.
Flight/Levitation- he can shape his force fields into a disk for him to ride on
Light Spears: can create crystallized spears of light to kill his enemies. He can create dozens of these at once. These can easily kill most people. (Could be the force fields in spear form).
Instant Regeneration: Izuku can heal any wound, no matter the severity. This ability is incredibly potent, as even the weakened gift form was able to instantly regenerate half ofa clients body. He healed numerous bullet wounds in the battles against criminals. Bukao labeled that his regeneration quirk is the best compared to other regeneration quirk, and stated it might be enough to revive the dead. This ability makes Izuku a High Epic.
Enhanced Strength: Midoriya has inhuman strength. This does not seem to be giftable, or at the very least his father never did so. This includes enhanced speed, reflexes and durability.
Gifting: Midoriya can grant weaker versions of his powers to others. The darkness does not appear to affect him when he gifts or the people he gifts it to.
Limit: As someone still new to this power Izuku has a stamina issue and at the moment is currupted. Cutting his power in half when not giving into the corruption. If you've read all the books you should know there is something very wrong with that fact.