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(4 months until the UA entrance Exam)

Japan - Musutafu - Midoriya Residence

Izuku sat in the kitchen as he ate breakfast, absentmindedly making notes of Heroes in his notebook while a spectral green hand floated between the bowl of rice and his mouth, occasionally feeding him using chopsticks. He continued to make small talk with his mother while writing, both of them payed some attention to the news broadcast but not fully listening.

"You know, they said on the news the other day that the price of silver has shot up again. That woman at the hair salon I told you about was saying she was planning on buying a fancy silver watch for her anniversary before the prices sky rocketed." His mom said. The amount of silver in Japan had taken quite a dip recently, no doubt Sylvar's doing in having to make so much holy water. Pure silver was good for destroying Undead and was a major component in making the substance for some reason, it probably had something to do with the fact silver is seen as being incredibly pure.

"The same lady with the frog Quirk?" Izuku asked, continuing the conversation.

"Oh no, she wasn't there that day. She had lighter hair, I think she was also complaining about her job. Customer service, so I don't blame her." His mom corrected.

"Ah," Izuku nodded, eating another mouthful of rice, turning his attention to the news.

"In other news, cities all along the coasts of Mie Prefecture are nearly finished rebuilding after the multiple extreme scale Villain attacks last month, the culprits still remain unknown but authorities have said that they are working as best they can to track the individuals responsible. The residents of cities all across Mie have claimed that a rampant increase in Villain activity has been caused by these attacks, in response the HPSC has stated that they would be increasing the amount of Heroes patrolling the area, including the number 3 Hero: Hawks." The news reporter explained, then playing recordings of Mie residents giving their stories on the events.

It took a moment to put together but Izuku remembered that he saw something online about some of the Cultists being sighted in Mie before and after the attacks had first been reported. This and Hawks being sent to patrol the areas clicked together, making it obvious these attacks were the work of the Cultists, though clearly all the evidence had been covered up for TV. Even the Mie citizen testimonies were clearly changed or even fake as to not instil fear on to the Japanese people.

'So, that's just one series of attacks out of many recently that could have been committed by the Cultists.' Izuku thought, 'All across Mie Prefecture coasts? How many attacks were there that even I didn't know about? It doesn't help that I've only got a set area I can patrol at once, now they actively attack the places furthest from me. Well, it's a good thing Hawks can handle the distant threats. I'll need to ask him about the truth on these attacks when I can.'

"Izuku, honey." His mother said, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Hm? Yes?"

"You're still training your Quirk in your spare time, aren't you?" she asked, still unaware to the truth about his magic.

"Yeah, I am."

She walked over and kissed him on the forehead, "Just remember to stay safe, ok?"

"Of course Mom." he gave a bright smile, "I'm always staying as safe as possible." he said, not completely lying as despite his dangerous occupation, he has not once gotten injured in a way that could not be healed. So, technically he was always staying as safe as he could.

"Ok, Izuku. I'm going to work, I'll probably be home late again so don't stay out too long. I love you." She said as she grabbed her bag and coat, leaving the apartment with a wave.

"Bye, love you too." He called out, waving goodbye with both his real hand and Mage Hand.

After waiting for a few minutes he went to his room and grabbed his Warlock coat and used Mask of Many Faces to make it look like he was only wearing his school uniform. Then he removed a hidden mobile phone from the coat pocket with the only contacts being Hawks and Nezu, he texted Hawks to meet him at Sylvar's library later in the day. He wanted to know everything the HPSC was hiding about the attacks across Mie Prefecture and any other attacks they were covering up.

Then Izuku put the phone back into the extra dimensional space of his coat and grabbed his school bag, heading out the door to school for the day.

'Training would be far more efficient without the need for this school.' Couatl's many voices said in Izuku's head.

'I need an education, and do you know how many problems it would cause if I just stopped going to school?' Izuku thought back.

'It is thought that One could simply insert such paltry information into your brain without issue.'

'I'm already getting a cheat sheet for magic. I don't need to cheat on my tests as well!'

Japan - Tokyo - Tokyo Skytree

Keigo stood at the top of the Tokyo Skytree, the tallest building in Tokyo to get as close to the sky as possible without flying too high up in the open sky. He stood at the very top of the structure, over 600m in the air, the wind was a little harsh at this height but that was hopefully a good thing for what he was about to do.

He held the Masamune in his hand, the blade was sheathed but the magic energy that flowed through it could be felt coursing into his hand.

"Alright, so, right off the bat I'm not really the praying type. If I'm supposed to do this some other way, sorry I guess." He said out loud, he focussed on the wind around him as it changed from simply blowing past him to starting to circle around him. It kind of felt like the wind was curious about him, looking over him from all around.

"Ok, I'm going to take that as a good sign. So, you are aware of this "Undying King" guy, right?" He asked aloud, the wind that passed felt a little warmer than before.

"I'm going to assume that meant yes and keep going. Do you think that Warlock, the Wizard, me and all the other top ranked Heroes could beat him?" The wind had slowed down after Keigo asked that, almost coming to a complete halt as if stopping to think. The wind picked up again yet it was slow and not harsh, but carrying a significant chill.

"So that's a no, I'm guessing. So, if we were to launch an attack now, with all the manpower that the HPSC and the JSDF can provide, we would be screwed to put it lightly?" The wind picked up dramatically but only very briefly, a grave chill to the air that Keigo could not help but shiver at.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I agree. After all these attacks, it suddenly hit me that this isn't the ordinary Villain group robbing banks. This is an army of nihilists who worship death itself with nothing to lose. Hell, they don't even need to worry over casualties, not when they just make more soldiers from the bodies. Everyone protecting Japan needs to get a hell of a lot stronger if they want to really protect this country. Guess I'll have to keep training with the whole magic thing, huh?" Keigo said out loud to the wind before smirking, "Well it doesn't matter what kind of training it is, not when you're the fastest learner."

He took a deep breath and threw three 100 yen coins into the air before gripping the Masamune tightly, a thrum of magic travelling up his arms, down his shoulders and into his wings. Keigo let out a short harmonic whistle and the wind glid over his back, his feathers briefly glowing with a subtle red energy before three suddenly shot off of his wings. Completely encompassed in the red magic and moving wildly, they looked almost ethereal as they shimmered with magic.

[Magic Missile]

The feathers moved like they were alive, having to control them in a very different way than he would his regular feathers. They arced and changed angles with unnatural ease as if the laws of physics no longer applied to them, they each hit one of the coins, one after the other, knocking them higher into the air. Keigo then flew up after them and thrust his sword forwards, all 3 coins had been pierced perfectly equidistant from one another on the blade.

He smirked before he flew back to the peak of the Skytree and removed the coins before sheathing the blade, "Looks like that's one more spell mastered." he said to himself, the feathers had lost their sheen of magic by now and since returned to his wings. Suddenly he got a message on his phone, the device buzzing in his jacket, it was from Warlock to meet him in the evening at the Wizard's magic library. He figured it was important and made sure his phone would remind him.

He decided that he would fly to the HPSC office, the President would probably want to tell Warlock something, or more accurately, hide something from him. She had begun to keep to herself somewhat more than usual, though the introduction of magic to her worldview alongside the ever growing threat of an Undead army attacking was probably the cause.

Japan - Tokyo - HPSC Office

The President sat in her office, multiple sets of lights in the room were on to keep shadows to an absolute minimum. She typed on her computer, writing one of the multiple emails that she needed to send to continue to cover up the real damage caused by the UKF, arrange the rebuilding in the major cities and send Heroes to patrol around places of higher value. Just as she had finished typing and sending one of the emails off, she had a knock at her doors.

She was not expecting a visitor nor had she received a call to inform her of anyone, so it was more than likely Takami being impatient. "Enter." she said, the doors clicking open to allow the Hero to enter, he did so and stood at attention. "What is it, Takami?" she questioned.

"Warlock has arranged a meeting with me. I assume he wants to know the truth about Mie and in turn every UKF attack the HPSC has covered up." He answered.

She sat in thought for a moment, thinking about what to allow Warlock to know. "I see. We do need him to be on our side as much as possible, he and that old man are powerful assets that this county needs in order to fight against the threat of those monsters. You will tell him everything he wants to know, but everything that is strictly classified shouldn't be revealed. Anything pertaining to the testing facility is to remain classified until further notice. Understood?"

"Yes, Madam President." He answered, taking his leave moments later, the door closing with an electrical lock.

The President sat in silence for a moment before breathing a sigh, smoke beginning to pool out from beneath the keyboard of her computer. She grabbed and placed a cigarette near the smoke, a small lick of flame lighting it before she moved it to her mouth. "If you want to know everything Warlock, I can assure you everything I do is to protect this country." she said to herself, breathing out a puff of smoke.

The smoke seemed to grow restless from underneath the keyboard, "The grovels of spineless Humans make for tedious listening. These lesser Humans blindly follow as you bark orders. But are you not just another gear in this unending machine? Are you not just the dog of this "prime minister" to equally grovel at their word? Bark and bark. Just barking the orders you've been given. Are all Humans bound by these chains like mutts? Both physical and metaphorical, each bound as tightly as the other." An inhuman and mocking voice creeped out from beneath the keyboard, that infernal creature taunting her using a different person's voice than before, though it was still spoken in such a way that it gave off no real feeling of humanity. It was likely he had stolen that voice from someone, alongside every other voice the devil spoke in.

The President grabbed a spray bottle out from her desk, lifting the keyboard and spraying the unholy smoke with holy water. A slight fizzling sound and a chuckle emanated from the smoke as it dissipated. "Tis a curious thing, to see the Hells and Earth share so many similarities." Kayaku's devilish voice spoke before his smoke faded.

"You stay quiet. The only reason I did not choose to kill you is that I do not trust Warlock, especially not when accompanied by a man that can warp the minds of others. I don't particularly trust you either, but I know you can't harm me or plot against me, as per our agreement." The President said.

The smoke from her cigarette shifted and formed a brief visage of Kayaku's skull-like face, "I don't find aught of a threat from your tongue. You are aware of my goals as I am yours. They are shared, are they not? Us both wish to forfend this visage of Death. To bring a relative order back to these lands. We will share this means to our separate ends." The visage of smoke faded with anther spray of holy water.

"I said stay quiet." she ordered. The President was now left in silence once again to type emails. The smoke from her cigarette drifting around her as if it was taunting her, the faint sound of laughter occasionally materialised as it drifted past her ears.

A few seconds passed before the President stood up and walked to the light switch, shutting off all lights in the room, leaving the room only basked in a dim light from the computer. "Actually, Kayaku, I would like to make another agreement." The smell of smoke quickly filled the room as a dull flame's glow materialised to show the visage of the devil in question, mere inches away from the President's face. "I want you to follow Takami. Gather information on Warlock." She ordered, no hint of fear in her voice.

The devil drifted around her, circling like a predator around it's prey in an attempt to unnerve the President. "For such a task, I will require recompense of equal value. Your prisons have certain detestable criminals lined up for execution, am I correct? I'm sure none would bat an eye if one, no, two were to disappear. The choice falls not to me. It is yours alone." The devil ended it's sentence by creeping close to her face, the dull flame of his shapeless body barely lighting the charred skull that acted as his head.

The President paused for a brief moment, "Very well, we have an agreement." The instant the last word left her mouth the room was lit up once again and the only remains leftover from the devil she spoke with was a written copy of their agreement, already signed by her and Kayaku. She opened a locked cabinet in her desk, filing this contract away alongside several others. She took one last drag from her cigarette before giving a deep sigh and going back to work.

Mie Prefecture - Yokkaichi City - Hosanin Ward

After the evening sun had finally set upon the wrecked towns and cities all around the edge of Mie a lone figure stood atop the scaffolding frame of a building that was under construction, the workers long since slaughtered as a chilled and ominous wind billowed past. The ivory white hair of the man drifted in the breeze alongside the long dark cloak draped over himself, his ashen white skin reflected elegantly in the pale moonlight. Behind and below, also standing on the scaffolding was a man dressed in combat gear and wrapped in many, many red bandages.

"So, humanity still thinks they can outlive the unliving. Do they not know who they trifle with? With the strength I have been gifted by the Undying King, I have been granted a body truly fit for my almighty Quirk! Not only that, but more Quirks have been gifted to me as one of his supreme guards! Yet they still think me a simple Villain of the week! They think to rebuild from all I destroy, like a wretched fungus sprouting from an old fallen tree! Disgusting!" Nine monologued, grimacing in disgust.

"Um...Nine, Sir." Mummy spoke up behind him. "Not that I would question any order you give me, but are you sure that converting to this creepy religion was a good idea? I mean you started acting pretty weird after joining."

Nine looked behind him, staring into Mummy's eyes, his own grey eyes flashing yellow briefly and Mummy's doing the same as his posture suddenly slacked. Nine stepped from his elevated position, slowly drifting down through the air to stand in front of Mummy. "Do you think Slice or Chimera would question me, Mummy?"

"...No, Sir..." Mummy said, in a trance-like state.

"Come here, Mummy. Any who dare to stand against me should die, shouldn't they?"

"...Yes, Sir. They should..." Mummy said, shuffling forwards until the two were centimetres apart.

Nine smiled, the moonlight gleaming and reflecting off of his fangs before they were violently plunged into Mummy's neck. He didn't struggle as his blood was drained and the sweet liquid flowed into Nine's mouth, filling him with a overwhelming feeling of euphoria and ecstasy. He continued to drink like his thirst was never ending until the body of Mummy was emptied and only a husk-like shell of his former self remained.

Nine released Mummy who unceremoniously fell to the floor. He wiped around his mouth, licking up any blood that had dribbled down his face. A fleeting feeling from his former humanity made his un-beating heart ache for his former friend and comrade but he quickly shrugged it off, considering such a feeling to be weak in his new form. He placed a hand upon the empty husk of Mummy's corpse, dark and powerful energy flowing into and around it, sawdust and sand from the construction site rushed into the corpse as it struggled to stand.

Mummy stood up once more with great difficulty, looking like a puppet held up by strings with sand and dust drifting from his body. His wrinkled and bloodless skin matched well with his bandages and this new form, making him look more like his namesake. "See Mummy, my dear friend. Don't you feel the glorious power of Death coursing through you? Don't you think that Chimera and Slice should feel such tremendous power?"

"...Ye...es...N...ine...S...Ir..." Mummy droned, lifelessly.

"Hmhmhmhm! Hahaha! Yes, Mummy. Let us show this rotten world of the living the Death they should fear and worship!" Nine laughed, shouting into the night as he still felt the overwhelming high of drinking Mummy's blood.

"...Wor...Ship...Dea...th..."

"HAHAHAHA-" Nine laughed before suddenly stopping, a metaphorical creeping chill crawling up his spine as the icy wind billowed past, the uneasy feeling of dread forced upon him and souring his mood. "Ah, I see. This foreboding energy in the air. It would seem this already crumbling city would see further destruction very soon. Don't you feel it? The black winds howl about this city, Mummy. Let us show these surviving fools the true overwhelming power of Death!"

Suddenly, Nine felt another presence similar to his own nearby, he turned to see the brown haired girl he had previously granted the power over death. Admittedly it was by accident after his first test of his new found power. Though a mistake of trial and error, she had thus far proven somewhat useful to the Undying King's cause and would seem to follow commands he gave. Though it seemed remnants of her humanity still persisted for now, something he would need to correct.

"So you would choose to show your face here again, for the first time since your death. Perhaps you too feel the foreboding emanating from this place, or is it fate drawing you to the place of your death? No matter the reason, I have use for you. Make haste to the most used route to enter this City Ward and prevent any from crossing over to interfere." Nine commanded, his eyes briefly flashing yellow as he did.

The cloaked girl, whose true name he neglected to learn nor did he care about, bowed her head as her own brown eyes flashing the same yellow once she received her order. "It will be done." She replied emotionlessly, stepping off the building and vanishing from sight, the feeling of her presence quickly escaping Nine moments later.

Nine turned to face the streets that still had people living in them despite the ruins of his past attacks, "Come then, Mummy. It's time to feast."

Tokyo - Kotodama District - Seldarine Library

As the crescent moon hung overhead in Tokyo, Keigo opened the door to the grand library expecting to step into the beautiful entrance hall with the smell of old books and wood polish hitting him but instead found himself in pitch blackness. 'How welcoming.' Upon stepping inside the door behind him had vanished completely.

Keigo figured that Sylvar and Warlock were simply trying to unnerve him, revealing more information in the process. He had gone through a lot of training to suffer through much worse than a haunted house to reveal classified information.

"Hello, Hawks." A voice said behind him, Warlock suddenly appearing out of the darkness as he turned around.

"Warlock, what a nice surprise." Keigo said, attempting to lighten the mood.

"What happened in Mie, Hawks? What really happened?" He asked, ignoring his attempts at humour. He began to pace around Keigo in a circle. "I know the Undying King's forces are behind it, Hawks."

Keigo sighed, knowing he shouldn't have hidden it from Warlock for so long but orders were orders, "I suppose we should have come to you with this when it first happened. As I'm sure you know, areas all along the coast of Mie was attacked, ranging from small port towns to city wards close to the sea. 4 areas were struck the worst: Katosillius, Rasho, Kadota, and Hosanin, all different wards in Yokkaichi City and were practically reduced to ruins, though rebuilding has been going on since just after the attacks. It has since been somewhat repopulated by the survivors who fled and new occupants." Keigo explained.

"...How many people died?" Warlock asked hesitantly, as if afraid of the answer he would be given.

"We don't know exactly, but we estimate at least 25,000 more deaths than were reported from across all of Mie. Under the circumstances it could have been much worse but it's still a tragedy. One that the public don't need to know about, unless you want national panic, which is exactly what those monsters want." Keigo explained. He watched as Warlock seemed to stop in thought, though his face was near impossible to see in this darkness it was clear his teeth were grit in anger. He remained silent, simply staring into space as his hidden expression continued to change as if arguing with himself in his head.

The room lit up suddenly, revealing the entrance hall of the library and the Wizard standing not too far away, "I see, how dreadful. If I were to hazard a guess, this attack was more of a display of power. Likely to show that they finally meant business, or maybe to test for the best place to invade from first. What happened to the attackers in question?" Sylvar asked.

Keigo looked around briefly, taking in the weirdness of magic, "Most were caught by us Heroes...eventually. Though the Zombies gave them trouble, they were dealt with. Some of those freaks escaped though, I can only guess back to their island base. Shame we can't bring the attack to them." he explained.

"It's possible they exposed their power so more people go to worship the Undying King and then gain the very powers they displayed here in turn or perhaps ensure their protection from the Undead? Did all of them throw away their humanity when they joined that cult!?" Warlock spoke up, very obviously irritated upon learning the truth.

Warlock being truly mad was something Keigo had yet to see, and frankly he did not want to be nearby if his magic powers grew more powerful when it happened. "If that's all Warlock, I do actually have other work to be doing tonight." Keigo said before his phone suddenly rang, the President being the caller. He didn't even get a chance to say hello before she shouted through the device.

"Takami! Hosanin ward is under attack again by Cultists and Monsters, get there immediately! I am sending over whatever reinforcements I can as we speak!" The phone hung up immediately.

"What was that about?" Warlock asked.

Keigo steeled his expression, "They're attacking, Hosanin again! I have to hurry! If I travel as fast as I can I can get there in a few minutes!" He shouted as he flew for the exit before he slammed into what were once the doors, but were now in fact now just another part of the wall.

"Not so fast, young man." Sylvar said, clapping his hands together, creating an ornate scroll from a small wisp of flame, "I can get all of us there much faster." He unrolled the scroll, the magic energy that flowed from it was so powerful Keigo could almost see it. He looked off to the side with glowing white eyes and moved his hands before seeming satisfied. "Ah good, yes that place will do nicely. Alright, everyone stand close by."

Keigo flew over, somewhat cautious of more unfamiliar magic, while Warlock ran over overflowing with determination. Sylvar read aloud from the scroll and spoke in a completely unfamiliar language that perplexed Keigo the more he listened to it. As he continued to chant, a small mote of gold light appeared between all of them on the wooden flooring and erratically darted around them, splitting apart multiple times leaving lines of magic in it's path. In a matter of seconds the motes created an intricate magic circle of this light, making smaller circles of runic symbols around each person.

Once the light stopped moving it suddenly grew brighter, and brighter, until a powerful flash burst from the circle. After being briefly blinded, the feeling of complete nothingness surrounded Keigo for a brief yet uncomfortably long time until he felt himself being pulled by an unknown force at immense speeds, this mysterious experience lasted only a few seconds until a second blinding flash of bright light shone over him. As he rubbed his eyes from the flash he quickly realised he was now outside and in the dark and rain, standing in the middle of a city street.

An odd hazy feeling similar to paraesthesia spread across his body as he adjusted to the sudden change, he now realised that he had been warped to Hosanin in a matter of seconds. Keigo had no time to gawk at the magic though, as he heard people screaming in fear almost immediately. He flew up to the sky and scanned the area, seeing a dozen bolts of lightning fall from the skies, the screaming coming from that direction. He looked down to the others, "Follow me!" he ordered before flying at top speed toward the Villains.

Mie Prefecture - Yokkaichi City - Hosanin Ward

The streets that were so recently repaired from a war torn appearance were again filled with screams, civilians running as billowing fires flared in the buildings that were so recently rebuilt and torrents of harsh icy rain fell from dark clouds in the night sky. The Heroes stationed here had already been effortlessly defeated, lying face down in the rubble, struggling to even breathe after seeing just a glimpse of the power of the Villain who confidently stood among the carnage.

Among the destruction was a single Sidekick of one of the Heroes, the reality of the situation seeping in as the man he worked under, Gunhead, lay in a puddle of his own blood. On his hands and knees, breathing heavily in the rain, he looked up to see the Villain staring down at him.

"There is no reason to resist. Your saviours are no more." The Villain monologued, striding through the dilapidated street before standing over the younger Sidekick who tried to stand up, grabbing the support item from his superior.

The Sidekick's body shook in terror as he stared into the grey eyes of the Villain, one more powerful than any he had ever seen before with a fanged grin upon his face. "I can taste your terror, Child. All that anxiety and doubt." The Villain said before moving fast enough to blur, wrapping his hand around the Sidekick's throat. "It's delicious."

The Villain threw the Sidekick unceremoniously to the ground, "Give in to your fear. Flee screaming, and I'll let you live."

The Sidekick, couldn't help but tremble in the face of this monster before ultimately giving in to the Villain's demands, fleeing from the scene, screaming and crying desperately for help.

"Hahahaha! AHAHAHA!" The Villain laughed until he cut himself off, dodging just in time to avoid a red feather blade from slicing through him. He was suddenly on guard, especially as several more tiny feathers flew at him. He blocked them with his fists, feathers that could crack concrete ricocheting off like they were harmless. He was distracted however, as the Heroes and surviving civilians had already been evacuated by these red feathers.

Keigo sent the survivors back to Warlock and Sylvar before he flew in at top speed with his feather blade, going to strike with the blunt end to knock the Villain unconscious, however the blade was grabbed by Villain effortlessly. "Pathetic, the number 3 Hero can't even scratch my skin. Do you really believe you have the power to stop me?" The Villain threw the blade while Keigo was still holding on, launching him back into the air.

He controlled all the idle feathers he used to move survivors away to attack from all angles, which as expected were blocked, but then he threw his two largest feather blades, arcing through the air and impaling the shoulders of the Villain. Keigo breathed deep, the wind howling around him in the storm and travelling up his arm and past his outstretched hand as from the very air itself, the Masamune formed in his hand. He dived, going to slash at the Villain but the blade was stopped by something.

What looked like a long red cloth had stretched out to protect the Villain. He quickly looked to where this cloth came from and saw what definitely looked like a Zombie covered in these same red cloth wrappings. 'Great, now there's two of them.' He thought to himself.

The Zombie screamed a dull droning scream as several whips of this red cloths shot off it's body, shooting towards Keigo. He flew back, trying to slash through them with the Masamune but they clearly weren't normal bandages. Some kind of magic made it so they resisted the blade's edge, refusing to easily cut. He switched to blocking as whip-like wrappings attacked from all angles, effortlessly carving through buildings, cement and street lights as they attacked.

The Villain laughed, pulling the feathers out of his shoulders, the slashes on his body and cloak closing up almost immediately. "If you can't even beat Mummy, you should give up any hope of challenging me!" He shouted before a beam of green and red energy struck his chest and caught him off guard, Warlock showing up late to the fight. "So another fool would wish to confront Death incarnate."

"Hawks! They're both Undead, don't hold back! Woah!" Warlock shouted, barely dodging a red bandage that came too close and carved through the pavement centimetres away from him. .

'Good to know.' Keigo, gripped the Masamune, feeling the magic course into his body and releasing Wind Blades with each slash of his sword, cutting the bandages to ribbons. However they were soon replaced by even more, seemingly regenerating from the Zombie's body. The attacks continued getting more and more frantic as Keigo flew across the air, slashing any attack launched by the motionless Mummy.

"Mummy, separate this winged nuisance from his friend. I wish to fight this one alone." The Villain ordered. This Mummy immediately flinging itself at full force with it's bandages, looking as if the bandages were more in control than the Zombie using them. Keigo followed, still trying to get close but being stopped by a barrage of magical cloth each time.

Izuku ran into the fray, cautiously approaching the white haired Cultist. "You would face me then, Warlock? A foolish choice, False Prophet. But better a fool than craven. If you wish to make such foolhardy actions, then I shall humour you, Child. I shall allow you one strike upon my divine form, free of consequence. If you fail to injure me however, I shall drain your pitiful body of all of your blood." He monologued with a fanged smile and his arms outstretched, goading an attack.

'It has been observed that this opponent is far more powerful than you. Plan accordingly for an encounter of overwhelming power. Assistance shall be attempted when possible.'

'Fight smart and don't be an idiot. Got it.'

Izuku was not in the mood to produce a witty comeback or taunt for the zealot, he was understandably furious that this Cultist would attack this place again after already killing so many people, furthering the mindless bloodshed in the process. He pointed his staff, Day Break, at the Undead as light began to build up on the end of it. "Carpe Diem." He said seriously, his words laced with malice and a potent divine magic as he watched the mote of light shoot out and stick itself to the Cultist's chest.

"HahahAHA! You call that an attack! How patheti-" The monologue was cut short, as a grand beacon of divine light engulfed the Villain and disintegrated several severed bandages on the floor. The pillar of bright, holy light burned all that it touched with positive energy and divine fire. The column of light dissipated moments later, leaving the Villain with a myriad of burns of their once clear pale skin and pitch black cloak.

"I see, so this is your strength. I may have to put forth some effort into this fight." The Villain said, calmly pointing to the sky and calling down several devastating lightning bolts all around, striking buildings, streets and almost striking Izuku himself. However, he had just managed to avoid the attack as he ran at the Villain, striking his face with his staff, releasing a spark of holy light with the impact.

The Villain hissed in response and punched Izuku in the stomach in retaliation, an incredible and inhuman strength launched him into a nearby building, crashing through the wall. "Your Quirks may be plentiful, but your body is just that of a mere Human! I, Nine, have ascended beyond Humanity!" He shouted, deep purple wounds that had appeared over his face quickly closed and healed over, leaving him with only the damage provided by the holy magic.

The Undead Villain began to ascend into the air surrounded by swirling winds, pulling a completely black, perfect sphere the size of a baseball that absorbed all light around him from his cloak and held it aloft. "I call upon your power, Undying King! With these sacrifices made in your name and this artefact forged by your divine might, Dark Orb of Shinobutō! Raise the dead to do my bidding!" He shouted, the orb shattering into many tiny threads of darkness, flying into crumbed and burning buildings and seconds later countless Zombies and Skeletons crawled from the ruins. "Minions of Death, search out anything that lives and destroy it! Obey the will of Nine, and bring forth Death!" Dozens of Undead monsters were summoned in that instant, creeping through the streets as surviving civilians ran in terror.

After being punched through at least one wall, Izuku could feel that he had definitely broken something, pulling his last healing potion from his coat and drinking it to bring him close enough to a normal state.

'Perhaps it would be best to produce a strategy that does not rely on placing yourself at risk of instantaneous death.'

'If you can think of anything, I'm open to suggestions.' Izuku thought before he quickly started to take notice of his surroundings and started to think up a plan. He just noticed that wherever he had ended up was some kind of bar with a lot of drinks, some with a noticeably higher alcohol content. 'I think I can work with this!'

After Midoriya had run away, Veratain was left with the remaining civilians and Heroes in the middle of a street to patch them up with potions. He opened another tiny bottle containing a lesser heath potion, standing over another Hero and pouring the magic liquid over their body, it being absorbed through the skin and stitching closed any open wounds on the Heroes body. For a moment the Hero's body remained still as the rain drifted off over him

The Hero then sat up in an instant, wearing some kind of white mask with four holes and with gauntlets that resembled the chamber of a revolver. He very quickly became dazed from his injuries and took notice of the worried civilians and the other Heroes around him also partially injured. "What happened?" He asked, his voice muffled by the mask he wore.

Another Hero, or perhaps a Sidekick, ran up to him and helped him up, "Gunhead! Thank goodness you're okay. That Villain was way tougher than we thought."

The Hero, Gunhead, changed his posture immediately to go on the offensive, "Wait, the Villain! Where is he? There are still civilians here, we need to-" He cut himself short as he clutched a wound that hadn't fully healed yet.

"Relax, Gunhead, we're a safe distance away thanks to Hawks, and our injuries are taken care of for the most part. You can thank this kind gentleman for that." The Sidekick said, pointing over at Veratain.

Veratain smiled kindly, his unimposing old man appearance making him seem like one of the civilians. "No need for thanks, I'm just doing what little I can to help. Though, I do believe we should get going now. I'm sure nobody appreciates staying in the rain with the danger of a Villain so close by. Would one of you Heroes be kind enough to lead us to a safer area?"

Gunhead nodded, "You're right, sir." He faced the civilians and began to explain how he and the other present Heroes would lead them to a safe area to treat any wounds and protect them until further help arrived while Hawks would deal with the danger. However, it was not long after when a woman among the civilians screamed out, pointing ahead of the group.

Coming through the streets was a hoard of rotting Skeletons and Zombies of the former residents of this neighbourhood, the visage quite uncomfortable to look at even for a seasoned wizard like Veratain.

"What are those things!?"

"Not again! I knew I shouldn't have come back to Yokkaichi!"

"Gunhead, what do we do?"

"We'll have to fight through, we have to protect the civilians!"

Veratain calmly walked ahead of the Heroes, much to the objection of Gunhead "Sir, please leave this to us Heroes. We will protect you." He immediately called out, caring for the safety of an old man. Touching as it was, Veratain was quite impatient at the moment. He held out his walking stick and traced a spectral circle in the air, quickly morphing and shifting into swirling rings of runes before him which crackled with magical electricity. He reached into his suit pocket and removed three silver pins, throwing them through the magic circle he created.

[Chain Lightning]

The pins were instantly charged with magical electricity and shot from the circle like lightning bolts, arcing through the air and striking three Undead at the front of the crowd. Sparks and lightning shot from the monster's bodies as they quickly disintegrated and the electricity spread out from them, lightning arcing from Zombie to Skeleton and vaporising several other Undead in the same instant.

The circle vanished and Veratain then calmly walked back behind the Heroes after dispatching close to a third of the attacking monsters. "Well I hope you don't intend on making an old man do all of the work."

The Heroes and civilians stared equally in awe before the Heroes snapped back into focus, "Right, thank you sir, but we can take it from here. Stick behind us and stay safe." One of the other Heroes said.

Veratain smiled innocently as he stood behind Gunhead and began to quietly mumble as a subtle dull glow began to encompass his hand. He then quickly poked one of the gauntlets that the Hero wore, the subtle dull glow quickly spreading over one and then doing the same to the other gauntlet. [Magic Weapon] He then stood back and watched as the Heroes began to dispose of the Undead menaces, Gunhead's punches and suppressive fire doing major damage to the monsters for reasons unknown to the other Heroes.

After a short wait, the Heroes returned to the group of civilians and Veratain to once again lead them to safety, he figured it would be best to stay with the group for now to ensure that the survivors did not get overrun by monsters. At least until the threat of the weaker Undead was taken care of.

Keigo continued to chase the Zombie Mummy as it wildly flung itself through the streets and over buildings, the bandages that would carve through rubble moved erratically in wild contrast to the sluggish main body that barely moved and just moaned as if in pain. As the two flew through the city ward, Keigo's feathers would be launched out to evacuate anyone from the immediate area before continuing his assault.

Mummy eventually stopped fleeing and began to go on the offensive again, trying to slice him up with the magical wrappings that were tougher than metal. Keigo was definitely fast, but these attacks were not only as fast as bullets but so numerous and with such tremendous strength that he was forced to be on the defensive. Only occasionally able to slice the bandages with a Wind Blade but they would quickly be replaced.

The wind suddenly picked up as he swung the Masamune and a thrum of magic emanated from the weapon as if trying to communicate with him. "Not much I can do on the ropes like this. If you have a plan, I'm all ears." He said out loud hoping that wind goddess was listening, plucking a few feathers from his wings to try and arc through the barrage of bandages but they were quickly swiped away once they got too close to the main body.

Keigo suddenly felt the sheathe to the Masamune that was firmly attached to his belt also pulse with energy. "This feels like a stupid plan. But I guess when it comes to this kind of thing, having faith is kind of important." He quickly dashed back and sheathed his blade, the wind brushed past him and made a distinct whistling sound past his face. He quite literally couldn't help but repeat this whistle himself.

[Zephyr Strike]

The bandages approached once again but the winds around Keigo grew harsher than the storm around him. He felt powerful streams of wind glide along his body, over his shoulders, across his arms, past his legs and through his wings. It took a few seconds to realise that these streams of wind had seemingly stuck themselves to Keigo's body. No, that wasn't quite right, it was more that he himself had fused with the gale around him, the wind was now emanating from his very body.

Whatever this magic was, it wasn't something Keigo knew. 'What is this magic? Did it come from the Masamune?' He thought to himself as he felt the wind billow from, and around his body.

He drew the Masamune as he dashed forwards, the wind behind him pushing him harder and faster than his wings did alone. The winds of the storm no longer battering him around as he flew, instead guiding him between the attacks and guiding the blade as it carved through part of the Zombie's body, slicing through several bandages in the process.

He flew out of the Zombie's range as the wind boosted him away at incredible speed from the counter attacks. Keigo gripped his weapon confidently as the Zombie groaned, clutching the wound he gave it as sand and dust began to pour from it instead of blood. He suddenly shrieked an inhuman wail as many of his bandages all extended outward, stabbing into buildings and rubble and then flailing wildly in all directions like a desperate barrage of attacks to his everything in range.

He carved cleanly through the surrounding buildings, the roads and anything unfortunate enough to get caught in the whirlwind of razor sharp bandages. After the attack though, some of the red bandages began to wrap around clusters of debris and rubble, forming humanoid shapes. A small army of mummies each with a single glowing eye but wildly different proportions all gathered around Mummy himself, guarding him but tethered to the main body all the same.

'It's just one thing after another with these crazy zealots.' he thought to himself, wishing he could just go back to catching the simpler criminals instead of fighting monsters and rampaging cult fanatics.

Keigo prepared to attack as another barrage of whip-like bandages carved through air and concrete alike, though now the streets below and the main body were guarded by surprisingly agile puppets. The wind blared once more as he dared to charge in and strike the main body again.

Nine entered the ruined building he had flung the foolish Warlock into, once an izakaya or similar establishment. Upon entering he quickly saw the Warlock leaning against a wall behind the bar and clutching his chest, clearly too wounded to even put up a fight.

"What a shameful display. I don't even want to put an end to you with my own hands anymore, to spare sullying them with a weakling's blood. Instead I shall simply kill you with one of the new Quirks I have been gifted by Japan's own Demon Lord!" He proudly announced, the building creating a fitting echo for his dominating form.

"Demon Lord?" Warlock questioned, gasping as he clutched his chest, the building echoing his voice all around Nine.

"I see no reason to explain such a thing to someone who is about to die. Martialist's failure was toying with his gift, he relished the ease of ending a life with a pathetic gun instead of using the Quirk the Undying King ensured him. But my philosophy is different! I shall relish destroying everything with the god-like powers that I have been gifted! I shall not show you the mercy that he did!" Nine shouted.

His eyes began to glow a bright red as he felt energy being gathered there. "Face the Quirk the Demon Lord of Villains has gifted me, Warlock! Feel the terror of my Laser Eyes, False Prophet!" The two beams of burning red energy shot directly into Warlock's forehead and neck, a shot so clean and precise he could see outside from the holes he had just made.

Nine closed his eyes and laughed confidently at his victory, "That was hardly a challenge, for now I'll drink your blood to heal the wounds you gave me, then I shall have to finish by plucking the feathers from that flying nuisance. Well, that will be as easy-"

"-As plucking the wings from a Fly. Is that what you were going to say?" Warlock's voice suddenly echoed around once more.

Nine opened his eyes in shock to see Warlock still standing, with a hole clean through both his head and throat, yet he was smirking confidently. "What!? H-how can this mere Human live with a hole in his head!?"

Warlock laughed back at him, "How about you take a closer look." He said pointing upwards. Nine's eyes followed to where he pointed, only to see a clock. It took a moment, but he soon realised the numbers were backwards. 'Backwards? What? Wait! Wait a damn minute!' "A MIRROR!?" Nine shouted in disbelief.

He looked behind himself just in time to see Warlock as he shoved a glass bottle into Nine's mouth as he was shouting and uppercut him with a fist glowing with bright holy flame, shattering the bottle. A horrible, acidic burning feeling came over his mouth as the glass shattered, filling his mouth with the acidic substance and glass shards. "Wwrryyyyyy!" he hissed, running over to the bottles of alcohol and rapidly pouring anything and everything he could onto the burning in a desperate attempt to lessen the pain.

"Holy water. Against an unholy Vampire like you it must be hurting like hell. I thought you might have been one the second you mentioned drinking my blood, there actually aren't many Undead that can really eat or drink aside from Vampires. You not seeing your reflection in that mirror just proved my hunch right, though it's weird your clothes were also invisible. Well that doesn't matter, now I know exactly how to beat you." Warlock announced, breaking off a leg from a wooden chair, "All I need to do is stake you in the heart."

Nine threw one of the half-empty bottles to the ground, "You insolent wretch! I will flay your skull with my bare hands!" He shouted turning around to face his enemy. Warlock was already next to the exit, mumbling something incomprehensible, "You think you can run from me you craven!" Suddenly the air got hotter and hotter as Warlock was clearly holding something back.

"You should really pay attention to what you drink, Vampire. All those bottles were filled with some very alcoholic drinks, and now that alcohol is all over yourself and this bar. Looks like you weren't smart enough to see the trap of a "mere Human". Why don't you chase all that alcohol down with a Fire transmuted Thunderwave!" Warlock shouted as he released whatever he was holding back.

Suddenly, an incredibly loud explosion sound almost burst Nine's Vampiric eardrums, then the blaze came and ignited all the alcohol Nine had spilled everywhere. He screamed as Warlock jumped from the building. The building itself was quickly engulfed with an inferno with Nine still inside.

Izuku fell to the ground just as the building had erupted into a fire, he was immediately met with an angry hoard of Skeletons and Zombies when he jumped out. He put his hand behind him, using Control Flames to drag some fire from the building into his hands before throwing his hand out, shooting a blast of fire out similar to a flamethrower but much smaller in scale. It was closer to a bottle of hairspray and a lighter than a flamethrower.

He attempted to clear some of the Undead to make a path to escape, but as he converted another Zombie to ashes he heard someone clear their throat behind him. He turned back to see the building he had just set on fire, only to see the Vampire atop said building, his cloak had burned away, revealing some kind of black metal, almost plate armour with dull glowing purple accents he had worn underneath.

"Did you truly believe you had stopped me, you cowardly fool! Know that you face your demise, not something as pathetic as these pawns before you! I am the unholy judgement of the Undying King!" Energy crackled across the Vampire's body as he held his hands to the sky before violently throwing them down to the ground.

The sky rumbled like an earthquake as a tremendous wave of countless Lightning bolts began to fall all around, striking everything in sight, including the undead hoards and Izuku himself, knocking him down with the incredible pain shooting through his body. Even in pain, Izuku held his ground but Nine then ran up and threw a punch to his chest, knocking Izuku away and making him drop his staff to the concrete.

Izuku collapsed to the ground, the pain was unlike any other he had experienced thus far as the electricity and feeling of broken bones shot through his body. Though still in pain he attempted to use his Healing Light, but suddenly the Vampire appeared in front of him faster than he could react. Nine kicked Izuku in the jaw, launching him back with a loud crack, skipping his body across the street and into the side of another building.

Izuku attempted to stand up to continue the fight but was instead picked up by the neck by the Vampire. He held him up, his supernatural strength making it easy to not only lift him but effortlessly kill him in this scenario. "Look at you, pathetic. A Human like you can only withstand a few strikes before crumbling to the ground. Yet after you have thrown everything you had at me, I remain standing. I am divine! I am the victor!"

"You're...wrong." Izuku said, weakly as he breathed heavily, yet was sneaking in the verbal parts of a spell with each breath out, just needing a few seconds more until he could cast it.

"Oh? Wrong am I? Tell me then, you pathetic excuse for a saviour. Tell me why I'm wrong!" Nine said confidently, sure of his victory over the enemy within his hand.

"Because..." Izuku smiled confidently at the Vampire before grabbing his arm, "I've not finished throwing things at you yet." Izuku said simply as a light began to glow from his chest and quickly move down through his arms as he finished casting the spell. However, he had grabbed the arm of the Vampire instead of holding his hands outstretched, and as the light reached his hands the compressed blast of holy light in the form of a Guiding Bolt shot point blank into the arm of the Vampire.

With a blast of holy magic so close and in such a tightly compacted area, that part of Nine's arm was completely disintegrated in a flash of ash and holy light, leaving his left hand and forearm on the ground. Nine hissed and screamed in pain as he clutched his burning wound, leaving Izuku freed from his grasp. Izuku, after cracking his jaw back into place and thinking quickly, knew Vampires can regenerate easily and re-attach a lost limb. Izuku did the first thing he thought to do and grabbed the severed arm of Nine and shoved it into his coat pocket and into the extradimensional space inside. He would have to remember to throw that into the sunlight later, unless he wanted to keep an evil severed hand.

'Couatl, Now! Level me up please! This is the perfect moment!' Izuku thought, wanting to finally be rid of the Vampire.

'You're body is hypothetically compatible to achieve this next level safely. Please brace for any unlikely outcomes and annihilate this nuisance.'

Izuku felt the pure magic in his chest begin to slowly extend over his body as it thrummed with power in time with his heartbeat, pumping the magic energy through his entire body. He watched as a light began to glow from his body and even seep out of his more open wounds, feeling his pain dull more so than heal. He started to feel a slight burning sensation across his entire body, though uncomfortable it was preferable to getting struck by lightning again.

The Vampire watched as Izuku stood up with the confidence of a man who knew he would win, dusting himself off without a care for the injuries on him. Any cuts or burns had a light pouring from them like his very blood was holy.

Izuku felt his stores of magic be restored, but had completely forgotten how to cast Thunderwave even after using it just moments ago. Instead a new spell took it's place in his mind alongside a brand new spell he didn't know but knew it would be helpful.

"What is this!? What are you doing!?" The Vampire cried out, anger and pain still very present on their face but a slight fear also creeping in.

Izuku reached into his pocket instead of answering "Catch." he said throwing a small piece of Mica out of his pocket for the Vampire to grab. Just before the mineral fragment could touch the Vampire, Izuku had already spoken the Celestial incantation to complete the spell, he dove out of range from the attack and pointed to the shard before clenching his fist.

The small piece of Mica suddenly began cracking, those cracks instantly expanding out from the crystal itself and into the space around it. The cracks in space had formed around the vampire, making everything look somewhat distorted, like looking through a cracked mirror. Then an immense shattering sound echoed all around as the spaces where the cracks were had shattered. Any part of the pavement caught in the area was shattered into stone shards like glass, alongside what looked like large, perfectly clear broken shards of the air that fell to the floor and quickly shattered further into nothing. The Vampire screamed as the eardrum bursting, glass shattering sound surrounded him and as space itself had momentarily broken with him inside of it.

[Shatter]

"Woah. I was not expecting that." Izuku said, "Guess it really is better than Thunderwave, it looks flashier too." he continued, growing proud of himself for being able to do something so cool. He reached into his pocket and removed his old staff, since his newer one was about 10 meters back the way he was kicked.

"You absolute cretin! Can your pathetic mind even comprehend what you are dealing with! I, am a Vampiric Lord! I am the almighty Nine! I am the right hand to the God of Death! I will not be ridiculed by an irritating Child with a stick!" Nine screamed, ranting as the purple marks had begun to heal, much slower now than they were before.

Nine dashed at Izuku, growing furious and trying to kill him as quickly as possible with his one remaining hand. Izuku had instead put his guard up, intent on redirecting any blow with his staff instead of attacking for the moment. With each attack successfully knocked away, the Vampire was growing more and more rabid and wild, trying to strike with claw-like fingernails instead of any kind of Quirk. Izuku had seemingly driven the "Almighty Nine" into a mindless rage.

Though this was still cause for concern for Izuku, his attacks would surely do tremendous damage if they stuck him and it was only a matter of time until one did. However, in his rage Nine had become predictable enough to reliably counter. Instead of attacking though, Izuku tried to pull and pry off the armour covering Nine's heart, the wooden stake alone would probably not penetrate through it.

After each swing was redirected, Izuku would go for the armour plating, trying to wrench it off even a little before the next attack came. However, the Vampire seemed to learn Izuku's own patterns while in his rage, eventually getting more attacks to land, though they were just scratches little more than skin deep, they were like a timer until Nine got a real and deadly strike on Izuku.

Finally, Izuku was able to pull off the armour piece that covered the chest, he knew that all he now needed to do was impale the heart of this monster and the mess would end. The Vampire hissed and screamed in a fit of savage rage, it seemed they both had the intention of ending the fight in that final blow.

Both Hero and Villain charged at each other, Izuku wielding his makeshift stake he had coated in holy water and the Vampire with claws that could rend steel.

In a single moment, both Hero and Villain charged, set to deal the finishing blow.

The two collided at the same time, the Vampire's claws had pierced through Izuku's shirt and his collar, completely breaking his right collarbone and severing the subclavian vein as blood poured from the wound, seeping through his shirt and down the Monster's arm.

However, Nine was in much worse shape. The wooden stake, under the influence of Guiding Bolt's guiding effect, had punctured the chest of Nine and impaled directly into his heart. The wound hissed and sizzled like water droplets on a hot pan as blue sparks began to start shooting from the puncture wound. With a few final words in Celestial, Izuku's hand was coated in a holy flames once more as he forced the stake deeper into Nine's chest while casting a Sacred Flame into the Vampire's heart.

Nine stumbled backwards from the blast, his hand falling from Izuku's body as he did, causing Izuku to clutch his own bleeding wound in turn. Nine tried to grab the stake from his chest but it was quickly overtaken by a burst of blue fire, bright flames exploding from his body and erupting from the wound. A Combination of holy fire and the blue flames of decaying magic were spreading over Nine's body from the finishing blow.

"No! I can't...I can't!" Nine cried out, the blue fire beginning to spread rapidly over his body, "You...You're just a Human! I...I-I am the highest life form!" The fire suddenly burst out, burning away at the Vampire's Undead body until his body began to break down. "I won't...be beaten! That's it, you've pushed me too far!" He shouted as he lunged at Izuku, trying to swipe at him one final time with a now bony limb that crackled with electricity.

Izuku punched his arm away, it crumbling to dust in the air immediately after the blow was struck. Nine either lost his ability to speak in that moment or grew so mindless in rage that he could only scream wildly. His body leaked light as the blue fire overtook him, blasting from of his now visible skull, out of his eye sockets and mouth. Izuku shielded his eyes, as the sight was both grotesque and blindingly bright.

'His body is leaking some kind of energy! Is it the energy from all the life he's absorbed?" Izuku thought, "Give in already, release the power you stole from thousands of innocents!" He shouted as the light and blue flames from Nine's body shot high into the sky like a beacon, so bright it briefly lit up the street Izuku was standing on. With a dying scream his body finally crumbled away, the blue pillar of fire dying with him. He left nothing but ashes and a charred wooden stake, one that was nothing but charcoal at this point.

Izuku looked behind himself to see what remained of the hoard of Undead as they quickly slowed down to a complete stop, some already collapsing into dust simply from being bumped into by others. He spoke a brief prayer in Celestial and used 3 uses of Healing Light to heal himself as he caught his breath, taking mental note of him having 5 total uses of this healing ability now. His collarbone still felt somewhat cracked and he still had his fair share of injuries, but he would save the last of his healing in case someone desperately needed it.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned again to face the ashes of the Vampire. "Even if you were a monster, I hope you can find some peace in the afterlife." He said, before speaking a short prayer in Celestial, grabbing Day Break from the floor, and destroying the few remaining motionless Undead. He began running to a higher vantage point to try to find any sign of Hawks.

Keigo flew past once more, taking chunks out from the mummy-puppet things with each slash of his sword, but not being able to strike the main body, Mummy himself having grown more defensive after initially taking damage. The wind still blared past and from him, making Keigo even faster than before and able to slip between the cracks of the mummies attacks like he was made one with the wind.

Suddenly, a bright blue light briefly appeared in the sky, a pillar of blue fire in the distance. Hopefully that meant the other Undead guy was taken down, especially seeing as the rain had begun to immediately slow upon the fire's appearance. "Alright, one down. One to go." He said to himself, before flying through Mummy's carnage to attack again.

Seemingly in response to the bright light, Mummy clutched his face in his hands, letting out a raspy screech as his bandages swung in all directions again. Keigo slipped through the swings of the weaker mummies, slicing through the bandages and releasing the rubble insides, cutting his way through four or five before coming to the main body. He gripped the Masamune tightly, preparing to cleanly slice through. However, just as the blade made contact he stopped in place, losing all momentum. Mummy's hand and bandages wrapped tightly around the blade.

Keigo didn't even have time to think about anything before several bandages all as strong as steel had wrapped around him and pulled him close to Mummy. Keigo getting a good look at his ugly dried up Zombie face. He saw as his dull, sunken, pale orange eyes were overcome by a glowing yellow energy which shattered like glass and dissipated. "...Ni...ne...Avenge...You..." He spoke in a raspy voice akin to a heavily dehydrated and emotionless man.

Keigo tried to struggle his way free but the bandages held him completely still, enveloping his wings to the point he couldn't even move the feathers. Mummy opened his mouth, revealing a set of ivory white fangs, his white teeth being a gruesome contrast with his otherwise decayed appearance. He continued to struggle, desperately trying to pull his way out of Mummy's grasp but nothing he could do got him any closer to breaking out.

In a single, swift motion Mummy plunged his fangs into Keigo's neck. He screamed in pain as his blood was drained from his body, feeling himself grow weaker with each passing second of his life being consumed. In contrast, Mummy's withered body had begun to heal, his skin going from wrinkled and drained to a deathly pale but healthy appearance, his musculature bulking up somewhat as well.

'My body...It feels so much weaker, like he's taking more than just my blood. It's like he's absorbing my life itself!'

Mummy broke away from the attack, he now looked as if he was in the prime of his life, probably even greater than how he looked before he died. Keigo on the other hand was not doing well with two puncture wounds in his neck and lacking in lots of his blood.

Mummy stood up tall, gazing at his newly empowered body while unceremoniously dropping the weakened Keigo to the floor. "Nine, my saviour. My Master. I shall avenge you by ending those who dared to cross you!" He announced, standing over Keigo with his bandages extending outward from his back, moving like they were alive and a part of him rather than just dragging around a lifeless corpse. Mummy raised his hand up with bandages following suit, like he was going to stab Keigo with all of them at once, a blood-soaked smile with ivory fangs glistening in the light of a streetlamp potentially being the last thing Keigo saw.

Keigo took a deep breath and drew from what little strength he had left. [Second Wind] He let out a weak laugh, his muscles harshly ached and his body barely had the energy left to escape yet he still let out a cliché cocky heroic chuckle. "You think I'll just lie down and die? Sorry to ruin your moment, but that wouldn't really fit my brand." He confidently remarked, though from his position beneath Mummy, the Villain thought that this had to be a bluff.

That was at least until he saw the scarlet feathers strewn about the street quickly move around, forming a line of feathers that the wind had quickly begun to billow around unnaturally. Keigo let out a short, sharp whistle as wind suddenly swarmed around him, completely covering him in swirling winds as he continued to whistle, the sound mixing with the swirling winds to sound almost like a song.

[Kinetic Jaunt]

In a matter of seconds the winged Hero had soared from his position on the ground, flying past Mummy, his remaining puppets and the dropped Masamune. The swirling wind arced and swirled in the path the scarlet feathers had set out, almost moving like a graceful dancer, evading past any attack Mummy threw in those few brief seconds.

After some distance was made, the swirling wind almost entirely dissipated as fast as it arrived, leaving Keigo a slightly safer distance away with the remaining wind still swirling around him in time to the tune the gale played. He struggled to stand up, having to use the Masamune as a crutch to prop himself, he was definitely reaching a point of exhaustion, the spell he had just cast taking a lot out of his weakened body.

'My feathers can't do jack against this guy's destructive power, and with my weakened body the Masamune will only barely be able to block those attacks. All I can do right now is out speed him. I guess if I can keep him busy for a little longer, Warlock or Sylvar can give me a hand.' He thought before he held the Masamune in a defensive stance, taking a deep breath with a fake look of confidence plastered on his face. "Alright, you Undead freak! Just try to hit me!"

Yokkaichi City - Hosanin Ward Outskirts

At the very edge of Hosanin was a dreadful sight, the ashes of many Zombies combined with the rain coated the street in a fine grey sludge. What looked like several armed and elite police members lay presumably unconscious throughout, with shining silver bullets scattered all around. Out of the whole emergency group sent to immediately assist in Hosanin, only one Hero still stood.

Slugger: The Baseball Hero, one of very few that had fought these monsters before and lived, though he had Warlock to thank for that. He stood with his left arm badly damaged, staring down the monster that had taken down the team of 30 armed police and 4 other Heroes. A monster in the shape of a female human, with long brown hair and eyes, skin paler than snow and not speaking a single word to anyone as they silently demolished the team.

"Villain, no, whatever you are! If you do not back down, I will be forced to attack with my strongest technique. I don't know if you will survive, so give up now or face justice!" He shouted, the monster coldly staring in response.

Suddenly, the monster spoke in a cold, dead, female voice. For some reason Slugger was hoping it couldn't speak, thinking that something so inhuman wouldn't be able to. "All who have tried before you have died. Time and time again. Cities crumble, shadows rise, the black winds howl. Do you truly believe you will be the one to break the cycle?" She asked, though not in a threatening manner, but as if simply stating a fact in a dry and emotionless voice devoid of interest in Slugger.

Slugger tightened his grip on the reinforced baseball in his one good arm, looking around at his teammates he didn't know all that well but still fought side by side with. He changed his stance, even if his body shook and his mind screamed at him to run, his heart guided his actions the same way it always had on his path to being a Hero.

He stood his ground as he activated his Quirk. Energy fed into the ball, increasing in power and speed as the ball began to spin in his hand. He shouted as he prepared to throw the ball, "It doesn't matter what you think of us! A good Hero never gives up in the face of adversity! And neither will I!"

He threw the baseball with all his might, using as much of his Quirk as he possibly could to unleash his strongest possible attack. "Perfect Pitch - Gyroball!" The ball soared through the air like a missile, a burning trail following behind the ball as it spun at incredible speed toward it's target, attacking the monster woman to stop her terror right here and now.

The ball connected to the monster's head, completely eviscerating the entire lower left quarter of her head. A boost of confidence to Slugger was completely shattered as the monster didn't seem to care at all about the injury. Then, a dark smoke poured out from the wound and replaced the part of her face and jaw that was destroyed. Pale skin and red muscle grew over the smoke until it looked like no damage was ever done to the monster.

Slugger fell to his knees, wallowing in his fear and despair, until a bright light overtook the streets. It was like the sun had suddenly rose in the night, however this light was a bright blue, coming from a pillar of burning blue flames that shot up from the middle of the Ward. The sight seemed to enrapture the cloaked monster woman for a brief moment before the light vanished as quickly as it arrived.

The monster looked like she was in pain, clutching her face as her eyes burned with a bright yellow light. For a brief moment the fallen bullets, empty casings, loose rubble and even the nearby bodies began to float upwards around the Monster, though as quickly as it happened they all fell relatively harmlessly back down in an instant.

She stood up straight and looked down at her hands, looking over them as if she had never seen them before, before clenching her fists and staring out to where that burst of blue fire had come from. She turned away from Slugger, ignoring his presence completely as she walked toward the city ward.

Slugger picked up a nearby rock but a sharp, immobilising pain had shot through his arm the second he tried to throw it, caused by using his Quirk so much already. He watched helplessly as the monster made it's way to the city, until it had stopped and turned around.

The monster's eyes looked different now, more Human in a way Slugger couldn't explain after returning once again to that brown colour. "A dark wind howls once more for this place. If it is fate you wish to change, change the fate of those who would sooner perish." She said before turning away once more and vanishing before his very eyes, seeming to fade into a cloud of dark mist that drifted into the city ward.

A powerless Slugger was left to dwell on the events that had just occurred, choosing to call for reinforcements. He then thought about those words the monster said before looking over all the unconscious bodies around him, prioritising their medical treatment before he would pursue.

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Well that was a much longer delay than I was hoping for, but hey look on the bright side, now this story has Vampires and the Villains from the second BNHA movie. I'm sure it was clear I liked that movie, considering I made the Lich's base the island it takes place on.

Speaking of which, Nine. As cool as I think he is, he already had something of a god complex to begin with so making him a Vampire would have made him way too overconfident and thus, tricked by a mirror, telling the enemy things, etc. Although, I found it fun to ham up his evil speeches and threats. Unfortunately, all that's left of him now is a hand in Izuku's coat.

Oh, and the "Dark Orb of Shinobutō" that Nine uses is an item I made up just to raise a bunch of corpses at once. Shinobutō meaning Danse Macabre which is a D&D spell and also means Dance of Death.

By the way, Yokkaichi City is actually a city in the Mie prefecture of Japan, but keeping with the theme of place names being Star Wars references, the fictional wards are references to planets the Starkiller Base destroyed in the sequel movies.