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"You have guess, young boy." Recovery girl spoke, as she walked up to Vilem and his infimary bed.

"Mhm, let them in." Half-Slovak responded, lying steadly in his place.

"Alright you three, he said yes." Old woman called back to the outside, before leaving him to Momo, Toru and Ojiro for some time. "Remember that this is technically a hospital. No shouting, no violence." She added before turning around the corner and leaving for good.

"... Ehh..." Vilem sighed, smacking his lips to fight off eventual akward silence. "I guess now you want me to apologise and then tell you about everything you want, is that it?" He asked, looking aside into the wall with reluctant stare.

"To some extend, yes." Ojiro responded, leaning slightly forward with balanced attitude.

"Then I apologise... And you can leave now." Vilem responded, looking back at the trio. "I won't share my part. Apologies are all you can get here."

"Then I can leave, I guess." Tailman nodded sadly, turning around with a sour face. "I hoped you would be open to us about this."

"Some doors are better left closed." Vilem sighed, seeing him slowly walk away from them. "Whenever you want to reveal a secret of some sort, you have to account for all the effects it causes. That includes the unexpected ones."

"Toru, take him outside and talk to him, please." Momo whispered, taking Hagakure to the side.

"Sure." Invisible girl nodded, taking Ojiro by the arm and leading him out of the room, thus leaving Vilem and Momo alone.

"... I guess we didn't talk something over back at the internship." Half-Slovak commented, seeing what was going on.

"No, we didn't." Tall girl responded, taking a nearby chair and sitting down next to his left side. "And while I know you hate promises, you still keep them up."

"... So where do we start?" Vilem asked, his tone hitting the lazy tunes of negliegance.

"I've seen now two villains with Quirks similar to yours." Momo began, looking down at him with worried face. "Even more, at least one of them apparently comes from different world, as proven by Hagakure. So tell me, what is the meaning of this?"

"... Something you wouldn't understand. Nevermind that you shouldn't know about this."

"And you won't try to even explain it to me?"

"I can't make it convincing enough, I lied to you all a lot already." Vilem sighed, as a shadow figure of a skeleton with heavly cracked skull and long dark cloak appeared to his right, making Momo almost jump in suprise. "But my step-dad definitely can. If you agree, that is."

"If it means I get down to the bottom of this..." Momo sighed, looking up at the weirdly polite face of a skeleton. "I think I can, and I will."

"As you wish." Vilem sighed, as the skeleton extended his arms forward, making her feel cold on the back. "But be careful what you wish for..."

"Do you actually think he can change?" Ojiro asked, as he and Hagakure waited nearby the infimary doors, using the time to have a discussion on their own.

"Yes, I do." Toru responded, presumeabely looking up into his eyes. "And it won't hurt for you to think such too."

"I know, but..." Ojiro sighed, looking down at her with frustrated face. "He just broke All Might, and since we met him he generally prefers to go around things away from everyone. How can we be sure he isn't on something?"

"Or onto something." Invisible girl responded. "Maybe if we stay around, forgive him for his mistakes and just stay kind, we can make him change? Talk to us about it?"

"Or maybe not." Tailman sighed again, waving his tail impatiently. "I know you're kind, very kind in fact. But, isn't it too much? Doesn't he just use your trust for something you wou disapprove of?"

"We don't know. But we won't learn any other way than by talking to him and asking." Toru responded, her voice suddenly changing to a bitter one. "But look at yourself, have you ever tried to actually talk to him first? Ask him hard questions?"

"... No?"

"Exacly. Instead, Momo did it all for us. So please, don't talk bad on those who try to do their thing while you step aside and avoid action, ok?"

"Ok, I get it." Ojiro nodded, sweating nervously. "Sorry."

"It's fine! We all have a hard time getting Vilem to talk." Toru jumped, presumeably smiling. "Now, let's wait for Momo and see what she gets from him."

"Just so you know..." Vilem began, seeing Momo's eyes turned hollow from fear. "Some of that knowlede was with me for several years before I joined UA. My lack of feelings is a long-term one."

"A-a, another me?" Momo stuttered, looking down onto him.

"That's what I meant when I said I couldn't make you believe it." Half-Slovak continued. "Even seeing it yourself didn't gave an instant result... But back on topic, yes. This is a world where I don't exist. And it's full of pain and bullshit."

"... So that's why your Hero name is... Sans."

"Yes, yes it is." Vilem continued, seeing Momo slowly regaining her senses. "I'm just one guy, who has to protect himself and his world from those who want to destroy it. Those, who are beyond everyone else's power and capability to be stopped. And, it, hurts."

"So you expect no one to be able to stop them." Momo commented with dry tone. "What do you think will happen if you fail too?"

"Then it's all over." Vilem responded, looking aside into the wall. "Whoever comes does as he pleases. I am the only one with the power to do it, so only thing I can do is just push forward, at least try..." He paused, looturning in bed to look back at Momo's anxious face. "After all, what would be if I just allow the end of the world to happen? With all that I still have?"

"Mhm, that leaves one more question." Tall girl nodded, trying to appear more comfourtable with the situation. "You think that the visions you shared... Will happen?"

"That was the world where I didn't exist." Half-Slovak answered. "Now granted, the one we are in will play out very differently. However, there will be at least some similar or identical events. That's why I want to train and develop in comfort and peace while you get your summer camp with all that comes along. I need to actually get stronger and ready, without those below my level."

"Even if it hurts you..."

"Either I get hurt, or everyone else gets hurt, maybe even mortally." Vilem scoffed at her remark. "If I could just slow down, I would. Trust me on this one. The point is, however, that I can't. Making friends isn't worth it if they all just die a moment or two later alongside you. Maybe if I deal with all this crap I get down to being an actual human being... Maybe..."

"You don't have to." Momo responded, grabbing him by the arm. "I can be your friend right here and now. I don't completely understand what you're going throu, but you helped me when I needed it the most."

"And now you're gonna guilt-trip me into weakening myself?"

"No. I'll return the favor. As. A. Friend. Because this is what I feel is right for me to do."

"... Heheh." Vilem chuckled lightly. "I always thought that my masochistic banter would push everyone away..." He smiled, seeing that Momo's face also slightly brightened. "Fine, you can help me. In worst case you'll just lose some time."

"... Thanks." Momo smiled, standing up from the bed and turning around as Recovery Girl walked in. "I already finished."

"I hope so." Old woman responded. "Young boy over there needs some resting. Plus, other two seem to argue outside."

"Mhm, I'll calm them down."

"Heh." Vilem's smile widened as he saw Momo say goodbye to the nurse and walk away. "As vice-rep should."

"I assume you didn't know I was behind the curtain with paperwork the whole time?" She asked him with straightforward attitude.

"Maybe." Half-Slovak rolled his eyes, before feeling a kiss on his hand.

"Now, I am no wise woman to tackle timelines and supernatural, because this man was absolutely not a Quirk." Recovery Girl continued, walking around his bed in a pacing manner. "But maybe you should not hide your secrets so much?"

"If anyone wants a piece of me, he has to earn it." Vilem responded with a stiff face. "That includes secrets and intimate stuff. If Momo, or anyone, wants to be my friend, he must be fully aware of the drowbacks."

"Oh really?" Old woman asked him. "How come?"

"Protection." He responded. "It separated me from a lot of shady people when I was a Slovak vigilantie... Including the short period of practical legalization of my actions."

"Then perhabs you should move on." She commented with cutting tone. "You are an UA student now, striving to be an actual, Professional Hero. Vigilantism in Slovakia is as far as lone wolf attitude can get you. So of I ever hear that you will despise of what you agreed just now with your friend, I'll advocate for your expulsion until behavior improves."

"Mhm." Vilem nodded, looking up into the ceeling before a small smiled appeared on his face again. "Now only I will have to move on, so that makes things easier..."

"Toshinori?" Gran Torino asked, as he, Aizawa, Nezu and afromentioned person had a separated meeting in the UA conference room. "Is that true?"

"... Yes." Skinny, almost skeleton-like body with blonde hair spoke up. "Young Vilem actually tried to give me an early retirement by ripping out my Quirk. However it sounds."

"And you saw... Nana?"

"Yes, I actually saw her at some point."

"The one when you two had a one minute standoff within a black blanket of sorts?" Aizawa asked him, showing from his phone a multi-angled camera footage with a densly deep black dome around the part of the exam area.

"I do remember the place I was to be endlessy dark, so yes."

"In that case maybe Vilem played mind games on you to gain a victory with embarresing margin?" Gran Torino asked again with disattisfied face.

"He wouldn't. Ghosts and images I saw... They were real." Yagi insisted.

"Images?" Principal Nezu asked from the side, stopping his tea enjoyment session to join their conversation. "What images?"

"The future, the past, the present..." Toshinori explainrd, dropping his head down and starring blandly into the table. "But... None of them featured Vilem. In fact, what I saw was a world exacly like ours... But without Vilem ever existing."

"... Odd." Aizawa nodded. "I think we will need to investigate what it is further later, when we have more material."

"Hmm... That won't be fully necessary." Principal Nezu said, taking his turn. "I just recieved a messeage from Miss Shuzenji. And guess what it says?"

"And?" Ojiro asked, as he and Hagakure saw Momo walk out of the infimary.

"Vilem agreed to go onto the summer camp and socialize." Their Vice-rep responded as the trio headed towards the stairs and then out of the school. "I had a hard time convincing him that it can give him something."

"See? Was it that bad?" Toru asked in a teasing manner.

"Maybe." Ojiro responded with annoyance. "He did agree to not hide away in his emotions so that's fine."

"Kind of like Tokoyami, in a way..." Hagakure commented.

"Tokoyami at least is believable and reasonable." Ojiro countered. "But he? -!"

"Vilem is too, trust me if you can't him." Momo stopped his remarks. "In fact, how about I tell you what he has told me since I have time?"

"Killer!" Toga jumped, running forward to give him a hug.

"Heheheh." Skeleton with black lines from the eyes laughed, embracing her as he walked into the bar room from the chunky portal. "Glad to see you remember an old pal."

"Anyways..." Another skeleton in a hoodie and tramps asked, walking in followed by Horror. "What is your plan for this phase?"

"I know Killer, but you three?" Shigaraki asked, pointing at the maniacal smile with multiple vertical cracks and blood stains on the head.

"I am Dust." The hooded skeleton said.

"I am Horror." Second one with the cracked head added.

"I am @#$#@%=."

"... What?" Toga asked, baffled by the rumbling.

"Insanity." Killer explained. "You could guesses yourself."

"Quit the chatter." Dust scoffed, throwing onto the bar table a sizeable map. "How about we get down to the forest assault?"

"This forest?" Shigaraki asked, looking down onto the map.

"How do you know the students will be here?" Kurogiri added, also intrigued.

"I asked a trusted source." Dust smiled, pointing behind at Insanity trying to lick the small, bright green soul sticking from his pocket. "Ey! Bad dog!" He shouted, smashing the nearest trash container into his head.

"How did he even get that?" A green lizard from the nearby wall asked, looking at the skeletons with a feeling of being alienated... Again.

"Anyone's guess." Killer added.

"Alright, team dismissed." Dust shaked his head in disapproval. "And Killer, one more joke on the job before the attack and you are the one to be replaced."

"Gotcha." Killer smiled, while Horror's eyes turned empty black.

A sign of things to come, one would say...