Yuuei High is far from what you'd call an ordinary high school, despite the modern architecture of glass and steel which forms a "U" shape. For one, it is a high school that teaches students to become superheroes. The majority of the teachers are pro heroes, and if there wasn't one he would likely notice them right away.
For another, much more important point, the security is top notch, the famous barrier keeping any person trying to cross it out. There were stories of teens years back trying to get through, but they were caught and promptly barred from being on the same block as the school.
Izuku looks up at the school of his dreams, fingers rubbing the edges of the guest pass every prospective student has to get past the barrier. He takes a deep breath, trying to center himself as he thinks back to his notebooks, focusing on something other than his nerves. "Journal two. Page twenty-three. Mirko, quirk: rabbit. Height: one hundred fifty-nine centimeters. Weight-"
"Midoriya-san!" A stern voice interrupts, a familiar face marching over to chop the air in his direction. "You do not discuss such things in public!"
"Huh?! What?" He turns to Iida, bewildered, since his train of thought was interrupted.
"You do not discuss a lady's weight!" The blue-haired teen insists.
"Do you ever relax?" A giggly voice comes from behind him as Toga arrives.
He spins around and points at her. "Of course! I have to sleep too!"
Izuku blinks at the implications that Iida only relaxes to rest, unsure how to take that revelation. He glances around to see if his other friend showed up, only to jump as the one person he was worried to see comes into view.
Bakugou scowls at the green-haired boy, hands tightening around his backpack straps. "Out of the way, Deku," he growls, making the poor pokemorph tremble at the sound.
Toga's face goes flat as she narrows her eyes at this newcomer. "That's not nice."
"Who asked for your opinion, you extra?" He scowls at her and pushes his way past Izuku, nearly making him tumble in his haste to get out of the blonde's way.
"Now see here-!" Iida is completely ignored as the irate teen trudges along, leaving the teen with his glasses askew. "How uncouth!"
"Yeesh, what did I miss?" Ochako asks as she comes up, one hand out to a now floating Izuku to keep him from falling.
"That, uh..." Izuku says, embarrassed slightly. "...was my old friend, Kacchan..."
"Is he having a bad day or something?" She turns him right side up and lets him down.
"...considering he wasn't popping explosions, I think he's actually in a decent mood," he admits, rubbing his chin.
"Oh... goodie." Ochako laughs nervously.
"Appalling!" Iida says, chopping in the direction of the departing teen. "I sincerely hope that he won't act like that in school!"
"You hope, I'll doubt." Toga snarks. "But, enough about him, it's the day!"
"Right!" Izuku straightens up, giving them a bright smile. "The entrance exam!"
"Come now," Tenya says, striding towards the building. "It won't do to be late!"
The girls also voice their excitement as they head in.
With a smile, the green-haired teen follows them into the school.
It is some time later that he finds himself trembling beside Bakugou, the two of them the only ones from their school and as such seated by themselves high up in the auditorium. His gaze swiftly moves around, trying to focus on anyone but the blonde beside him.
Unfortunately among the throngs of potential students, picking out a few familiar faces from only the backs of their heads proves difficult.
Looking down and to the right afforded him a glance of a rigidly sitting teen. He quietly mused that it was likely to be Iida.
Before he can look further, a loud voice booms from the front of the room.
"What's up, UA candidates? Thanks for tunin' in to me, your school DJ." A blonde man with his hair slicked back into a point. The leather on his body and the collar around his neck has Izuku immediately recognize who it is. "C'mon. And lemme hear ya!"
Izuku, startled into action, is the only one who cheers at first. "Yeah!"
This gathers several awkward stares and one glare from his left.
A slightly distant 'Woo!' comes from another part of the auditorium, quickly getting attention off him.
"Love the enthusiasm!" The DJ calls out, grinning at the audience.
That made it worth the mild embarrassment because that was the Voice Hero, Present Mic, who just said it and he listens to his radio show every day of the week, it's so amazing that all the teachers are pro heroes-
"Will you shut up?" Bakugou growls, making Izuku snap his mouth shut so he doesn't let anything else slip.
Present Mic continues, most likely not even hearing their quiet conversation. "Like your application said, today you rockin' boys and girls will be out there conducting ten‐minute mock battles in super‐hip urban settings. Gird your loins, my friends." He doesn't notice the Pokemorph's choked gasp. "After I drop the mic here, you'll head to your specified battle center, sound good?"
"They separate people so that friends can't work together," Izuku mutters, looking at his ticket and Bakugou's. "Our examinee numbers are one after the other, but we're assigned to different battle centers."
"Keep your eyes to yourself," he growls. "Damn, I wanted to see who was better. We both know it's me, though."
The green-haired teen lets out a small snort.
"Okay, okay, let's check out your targets. There are three types of faux villains in every battle center. You'll earn points based on their level of difficulty, so better choose wisely. Your goal in this trial is to use your Quirk to raise your score by shredding these faux villains like a mid‐song guitar solo. But, check it! Make sure you're keepin' things heroic. Attacking other examinees is a UA no‐no, ya dig?"
"Sir!" Iida's arm shoots up as he moves to ask a question.
"Hit me!" Present Mic says, grinning.
"On the printout, you've listed four types of villains. Not three. With all respect, if this is an error on official UA materials, it is shameful. We are exemplary students. We expect the best from Japan's most notable school. A mistake such as this won't do!" He says all of this without pausing, then turns and points directly at Bakugou. "And you, with the blonde hair."
The teen in question is rather startled. "Hah?!"
"You've been belligerent to the boy beside you this whole time." His glasses flash dangerously. "Stop that. If you can't bother to take this seriously, leave. You're distracting the rest of us."
That same 'Woo!' from before sounds out, now revealed to be a familiar blonde girl.
Iida's gaze turns to her, a couple rows behind him, with a flat stare. He ignores the large number of laughing students, though he notices Izuku shrinking away from a fuming blonde Pomeranian.
Present Mic holds a thumbs up for the student who spoke up. "All right, all right. Examinee number 7‐1‐1‐1. Thanks for calling in with your request." The silhouette of a fourth robot appears on the massive screen behind him. "The fourth villain type is worth zero points. That guy's just an obstacle we'll be throwing in your way. There's one in every battle center. Think of it as a hurdle you should try to avoid. It's not that it can't be beat, but there's... kinda no point. I recommend my listeners try to ignore it and focus on the ones toppin' the charts."
Iida bows at the waist sharply, barely avoiding headbutting the student in front of him. "Thank you very much. Please, continue."
"Oh, I get it. So they're kinda like traps you have to get by in games. The whole thing's like a video game, huh?" Izuku mutters to himself, drawing the ire of an already annoyed Bakugou.
The group listens as he says their school motto, talking about Napoleon Bonaparte, and then he shouts, "Go Beyond! Plus Ultra!"
About half the kids cheer, Izuku included. The friends he came in with also do so. Bakugou just continues to seethe as they are led away to the buses headed towards the exam sites.
Present Mic doesn't care, placing his hands on his hips as he grins to himself. "I love this job."
It is in line for the buses that Izuku learns he and two of his new friends are headed to the same place.
"I was kind of worried we'd only see each other at the end." Ochako smiles at them both.
"I admit I felt the same." Iida nods, gesturing to the bus. "Shall we get on? It wouldn't do to be late."
"Right!" Izuku nods, then glances between the two of them. "Should we get seats close to each other?"
"Sounds good to me." Ochako nods as well. "I hope Toga is alright."
"Which exam site do you think she's going to?" He asks, mildly curious as they climb into the bus.
"I think I saw her on one of the first ones." She answers, pointing to a loaded bus.
He glances over and then does a double take, standing still on the top of the stairs. "...that's the one Kacchan got on."
"Oh dear... well, actually she seemed pretty good at standing up to him. Maybe she'll be okay."
"We can hope so," Iida says, nodding once as he takes a seat up near the front. Ochako sits behind him.
Izuku sits across from them, giving them an awkward smile. "So, how do you feel about the written exam?"
"Honestly that part felt like normal school tests." She rubs the back of her head.
"It was about the level of the tests at Soumei," Iida agrees, chopping the back of his seat by habit.
"Does that hurt your hand?" She asks.
"No, not really," he says, looking at the mildly padded leather. "I really shouldn't disrespect the place where our fellow students have sat, though," he admits, pulling his hand away with a bit of effort.
She laughs. "old habits die hard."
He gives an awkward smile as Izuku chuckles, enjoying the companionship.
As the trio converse, a tense standoff is occurring in a bus headed in a different direction. Bakugou, the angry boy that he is, sits in his seat, glaring at the person who had parked herself directly in front of him.
After a minute of this, the subject cranes her head back and to the side, a wide grin on her face. "Something wrong, boom boy?"
He grits his teeth at the nickname, a vein becoming visible on his forehead. "...how the fuck do you know Deku?" He growls out, visibly restraining himself from doing anything else.
She looks at him with that same smile for a few seconds before answering. "I don't know anyone with that name."
He narrows his eyes, hands gripping his knees. "You know who I'm talking about. Deku. The hopeless hero dweeb who can't stop trying to help others." His eyes glance out the window, noting a sign that says their exam grounds are the closest ones.
"That's not a nice name for Izuku." She says to him. "And I know him because we became friends a while back." Her voice reflects a bit of pride at this statement.
He turns his glare back to her. "Bullshit. You want something from him, don't you?" His eyes narrow. "That's the only reason people cozy up to the little shit."
She blinks at this, her head tilting. "He tends to be used? This has happened before?"
He scoffs, arms crossing over his chest as he stares out the window. "The fucking extras think that since he turns into those Pocket Monsters, he must follow directions like one." He clenches his jaw. "Like some kind of fucking show pony or some shit like that."
She turns more, her arm now hanging over the back of her seat. "We definitely can't have that. Did you scare them off good and firm so they don't get those bad ideas anymore?"
He narrows his eyes at her, clenching his arms. "What do you take me for? Of course I chased off the damn extras. Can't have them thinking Deku is their lackey." He jerks his thumb at himself. "He's not as good as me, but he'll be a hero, damn it. Can't be my sidekick if he isn't."
She laughs, fully turning around now and crossing her arms on top of the seat, resting her chin on them. "I'm glad you're looking out for Izuku-kun. You don't need to worry about me, we met in the park one day and talked. He helped me see things differently. He seems like he loves to help."
He sighs, leaning back on his seat and staring at her. "That's his problem. He's too generous with himself; he can't just let a problem go."
"Is that not a good hero trait?" She tilts her head.
He goes silent, glaring at her. A finger taps on his upper arm, and the harsh breaths through his nose tell that he is trying not to yell at her. After a few seconds he growls out, "When you don't even consider that they're taking advantage of you? You might end up helping the wrong side."
She looks at him for a moment longer. "Hmm... I wouldn't want that. Do you think about this a lot?"
"...maybe," he grumbles, silently wondering why he's being so open with this girl before him.
"I think I'm starting to see why Izuku talks fondly of you." She smiles once more.
He narrows his eyes at her. "If you tell him about this conversation, I'll blow your ass up, fucking cat."
She grins wider at him, giggling. "Not without a few scars of your own. But this can stay between us, and I can keep an eye out for him when I'm around."
"...fine." He turns to the window again, though his body seems slightly less tense than before.
She looks at him for a moment longer before turning around back to the front of the bus, looking very pleased.
"...you're still a fucking cat," he jabs at her.
"Meow meow, boom boy."
He snorts at this, shoulders shaking as he forces his lips into a thin line.
The trio make their way into the crowd in front of the massive walls, Izuku idly wondering to himself if there are titans inside. They chat some more before Present Mic suddenly shouts at the crowd. "Go!"
Izuku, startled and not quite sure what to do, starts running.
Iida, though caught flatfooted, immediately chases after him. "Midoriya-san!" He calls out, causing the majority of the crowd to stare at their group.
Ochako sighs and runs after them. "I guess a low profile isn't going to score points..." She watches as, between blinks, Izuku turns into Raboot and kicks a robot's head, the force and heat knocking it off cleanly. Behind her, she can hear the hero proclaiming that life doesn't have a countdown.
The bunny turns and points behind Iida. "Rab!"
Without thinking, the taller teen turns and kicks, destroying a one-pointer.
"Better make sure I don't fall behind." She starts scanning for her own targets.
A larger three-pointer appears around a building, leveling its rocket launchers at her.
She yelps, darting towards it in order to throw the angle off its aim and make contact.
It tries to adjust its aim, but the launchers stop moving after reaching a certain point. It launches anyways, the impact on the ground sending her stumbling forward as it tries to back up.
"Woah, woah!" She catches herself and manages to get a hand on its leg, adding a push for good measure.
It flails as it goes floating away, rockets shooting out and destroying other robots, narrowly missing her friends and the examinees that managed to catch up to them.
She lets it fly until she deems it high enough before sending it crashing back down. "There we go."
It crashes down on a robot that Izuku kicked beneath it, destroying them both. He turns and holds up a thumbless paw to her, only to stare at it and frown. "Boot."
"It's alright, you're doing fine with your feet!" She assures him as she searches for another.
He nods and hurries off, seeing if others would like help.
She hopes he remembers to get his own points as she sees him go.
Iida kicks a robot that tries to get the drop on her. "Uraraka-san, please be aware of your surroundings! We would be most concerned if something happens to you!" He chops a hand in her direction.
"Right, thanks!" She nods to him.
He nods and looks around, getting ready to fight more robots. He ducks under a swing just before a laser blasts the foe to bits, showering the two of them lightly with small pieces of scrap.
A flashy guy gives them a salute. "Thank you for keeping it still!"
"We need to get after those points!" Ochako says to Iida.
"Right! Let's do our best!" He says, pumping a fist.
She grins in her own determined way, shielding her eyes as a smaller bot explodes nearby with a strange flash.
Izuku runs past them. "So my forms don't last as long, using moves without food," he says breathlessly as he searches for more enemies.
"Do your best!" She calls before she sends another target crashing down. A trio appears before her, all one pointers trying to get her at the same time. She stays low, managing to get two of them and then the third when one of the others bumps into it. They flail around in the air helplessly, though one tries to swipe at her from above. She just smirks at it, watching it spin out of control before she puts it out of its misery. They come down on either side of a small purple-haired boy, Iida having rushed in to kick them to each side.
The friends give each other a nod and leave the grape-headed boy by himself, since he's unharmed.
Izuku rushes forward, in between steps turning into his preferred form, Riolu. He easily smashes a few robots' heads in passing as he tries to get his score up. "So that's... nine, I think."
He hears a strange rapid sound from behind a corner followed by a loud crash of another robot being downed.
Mildly curious, he rushes around a corner, smashing a two-pointer with a strong kick as he went.
He gets there just in time to see a few small high speed projectiles finishing off the bot. A nearby boy with green scales on his arms grins with satisfaction.
"...so cool... is he like Ryukyu?" He starts over to talk with him, only to pause in thought. "Wait, I don't think he transformed into a dragon... and I don't think she ever shot stuff off her body... what is he shooting, anyways?" He holds up his paws around his mouth to call to him. "Rio!"
The boy turns to him, tilting his head in confusion before using the side of his scaled arm to push a bit of metal out of the way.
He hurries over, jumping over a few fallen robots so he can try to converse with the kid. A sudden change back to his human form has him tripping and falling face-first onto the ground. "Ow." Shaking his head, he stands up and gestures to him. "Sorry, I was just curious about your quirk." He turns back into a Riolu just as another few robots' appear. "Lu!"
The boy gives Izuku a strange look, but quickly goes into a back-to-back formation with him. "Really? In the middle of an exam?" He's now punching the robots with scaled fists.
"Rio..." He manages to sound apologetic as he strikes his own foes with several silver-tinged Bullet Punches. "Probably not the best time..."
After they get a bit of breathing room, the boy seems a bit more relaxed and gives him a thumbs up. "Thanks for that."
He places a paw on his chest and bows, hurrying off to find more robots. He misses the three-pointers that show up as he leaves, caught up in changing back as he is and loss of sharpened senses.
"Here we go again..." the boy says as he armors up.
He hurries along, jumping over fallen robots and avoiding a couple that seemed to come out of alleys to attack him. A quick shift to Riolu once more allows him to kick them away when they get too close.
In the distance he hears someone shouting, though it's less for help and more like they're cheering.
Uncertain how to take this, he runs in that direction anyways, just in case they actually do need help.
He finds a… person, with what appears to be a section of a manga as a face. He shouts out as words appear from him, blocking and damaging the targets depending on what he says.
The Riolu's eyes sparkle as he watches, paws curled up by his mouth. "So cool..." He then notices a robot about to get the drop on him from the second story of a building. Acting fast, his body glowing a bright white, he rushes past the scrap of destroyed robots, jumping on the most recently created words and slamming bodily into it. The two-pointer, or rather what remained of it, goes further into the building and he tumbles back out of the bay window, unable to stop his smaller form from bouncing off the metal.
He lands on a surprisingly cushy 'Whoa!'. "Thanks little guy!"
He gives him a nod, repeating his bow to the other prospective student. "Lu!" He turns to leave, only to bump into something he can't see. Blinking a few times, he closes his eyes, the appendages on his head lifting for just a second before he yelps and turns away, covering his eyes and blushing. "I'm sorry!" He yells, not even noticing that he is back to normal.
The comic guy shows a big question mark as his head as Izuku hears a girl's voice. "Don't worry! You didn't bump into me!"
"Not that! Though it is good to know!?" He shouts before he can really stop himself. "I didn't mean to peek!"
There's the sound of laughing. "You have to use your eyes at some point, and you can't see me, so don't worry! I'll be wherever I'm needed and you won't even know!" He can barely hear her getting farther away.
"But I did see you," he says weakly, reluctantly lowering his hands as he realizes he's human again. "...okay, it's fine, just gotta... avoid Riolu until she's out of view?" He nods and turns into Froakie, immediately evolving just like the other ones. His form grows larger, the bubbles around his neck lengthening down his back. The light dies down to reveal skin of a darker shade than before, but not by a lot.
"Everything okay? You kind of spaced out there." The comic guy calls to him, having waited for it to finish. "Can't do that during a test, you know!"
"Dier." He looks at his darker hands and shrugs, hurrying off at about another half the speed of Riolu.
After a time, he can swear he hears an echo of his own movement noises.
He pauses, looking around for the source of the noise. As he is much more fragile in this form, he also has an eye out in case another robot appears.
He spots a girl with an oddly similar tongue to his current form, bouncing off a wall before a robotic fist impacts it.
"Frogadier!" He jumps over to try and help, intercepting a fist by Flinging a bubble-covered piece of rubble and sticking it in the joint. The robot's arm slows just enough for it to miss the girl.
She lands in front of him, tilting her head and making an almost frog-like sound. "Don't remember seeing you, but thanks."
He nods, acknowledging her words before turning and holding out a hand, sending out a small pulse of water that knocks the metallic enemy back into another one of the same. He gives her a bit of a smile. "Dier."
She seems to almost understand this, nodding. "We better keep moving, wouldn't want to get squashed."
"Frog," he agrees, gesturing towards the center of the city.
She gives a small smile at this before springing in that direction.
He hops after, managing to keep up. As he passes by a robot on the side of a building, he smacks it down, dark blue skin turning brown as he does so. "Frog dier?"
"Friends call me Tsu." She lets him know, swinging on a light post from her tongue.
"Frog?" He asks, slightly hopeful, as he bounces off the pole of the aforementioned post.
She pulls her tongue back in as she lands. "I think we could be."
"Di would like that!" He says, grinning, only to panic as he realizes he's human in midair once more, flailing his limbs wildly.
"Roll when you land!" She calls to him.
He quickly curls up, landing solidly on his back before rolling to disperse the rest of the impact. He groans and waves to her. "Thank you, Tsu-chan!"
"You're welcome! Hope you make it in!"
"I hope to see you in class!" He calls back, right before the whole makeshift city shakes. "Huh?"
Suddenly from overhead a shadow looms, dwarfing even the building around. The gigantic mass of metal matches the silhouette of the zero-point enemy, but it failed entirely to show the scale of such a colossus.
Izuku's jaw drops at the sheer enormity of the machine, a part of him wondering where such a thing was hiding. Students run past him, trying to avoid the robot, but he is frozen in place, torn on what to do.
Then Iida runs up, grabbing his arms and shaking him. "Midoriya-san, wake up! We need to get away from here!"
He blinks dazedly, nodding once and turning in preparation to rush away, mind racing to find the right Pokémon to keep up with Iida.
Between the lack of points and sheer size, no one seems to want to be anywhere near this robot.
Before he can take a single step, he hears a familiar voice, and turns back halfway, searching for the source.
It turns out to have been a yelp from Ochako, now blocked into a doorway by the large foot of the giant, clearly holding her hands away from it and holding in a breath.
Izuku feels his blood go cold, seeing one of his first friends trapped like that. He fishes out his emergency chili pepper, crunching down on it as he starts running towards her. Between one step and the next he becomes a Riolu, in the next he's glowing. A Lucario emerges within two steps, and he realizes he's still probably not strong enough.
Faces flash before his eyes, the faces of everyone he cares for. His mom, Toshinori-san, Iida, Toga... Ochako. He was going to lose her if he wasn't good enough. He grits his teeth, double helixes flashing in his eyes as he dips down to find the strength to save her.
A pink sphere forms around his body, expanding and breaking to reveal a different form. The four appendages on his head sway like a bandana in the breeze, the jagged mask design framing narrowed eyes and arms moving to one side, barely keeping hold of an explosive ball of energy.
"Aura..." Iida jolts at the voice in his mind, much deeper than any voice that he ever heard come from his green-haired friend.
The Mega-Lucario growls and heaves his arms forward, palms, and consequently the ball, facing the massive robot. "SMASH!"
A massive beam of blue energy bursts out of the ball, a veritable wave of power that slams into the robot, knocking it backwards off its feet, further into the city where no one is left. His arms, glowing white with red veins, fall limp by his sides.
Ochako slowly leans out of her now clear doorway while wind and dust rushes by, blinking owlishly. "What... what was that?"
Izuku slowly walks closer, his Mega Evolution fading until he's back to being a Lucario. His soulful eyes look into hers, his chest still heaving from the exertion. "You are alright?" His thoughts press against her like a warm blanket, questioning, worrying about how she's taking this.
She stares at him, trying to adjust to this new... everything. "Yeah, I'm fine... are you?"
"I'm fine if you... are..." His adrenaline wears out, and he collapses, falling towards her as his transformation runs its course.
She rushes forward and touches his shoulder so he starts floating. Looking him over, she quickly starts looking around for help.
"Time's up!" Present Mic yells from his spot by the gates. A quieter "Holy shit!" in English soon follows.
Iida hurries over to Uraraka, still rather overwhelmed by everything he saw. His gaze wanders to Izuku, then to his dark purple arms flopping about uselessly beneath his gaunt body. The tapping of a cane behind him has the teen turn around to ask for help, but his voice dies down when his gaze falls lower onto the little old lady with the visor.
"Every year someone pushes themselves too far." She murmurs, shuffling past him.
Iida steps back, though he feels obliged to defend his friend. "To be fair, Miss, Uraraka-san was trapped in that building by the robot."
"The doorway actually, it was locked." The girl says quietly.
"I know, dears, I know." She waves her syringe cane. "Let's see... severely damaged arms, emaciation... Hmph. We'll get him to the infirmary."
The glasses-wearing teen jolts, shocked by this news. "Emaciation? But he's the healthiest person I know!" He protests.
"Perhaps he was but it seems to me that little display he pulled had some backlash to it." She counters, waving her cane at him. "There's always a balance to these things."
He looks to his friend, concern growing even more. "...that is true. Is there anything we can do to help him?"
She waves him off. "I've got this. It's my job to take care of you all. There's a few others to gather as well, but he's the one that can't walk."
"Then maybe we can come with you so he's easier to carry?" He gestures to his other friend. "I don't know if her quirk has a distance limit."
She shakes her head. "You kids all go where you're supposed to. Wouldn't want to miss anything right? You may visit him once I'm done with him."
Iida immediately bows to her in his famous right angle. "Then we leave him in your care!"
She smiles, amused. "Heh, alright. You go on now."
The two teens make their leave, their mutual friend floating in the air by the elderly nurse.
Alright, so this took a bit longer than expected. Also, sorry for the double post, as I forgot to include the author's notes.
You may notice characters who weren't originally in this part of canon. The explanation is simple - I ran all of class 1-A and 1-B, excluding the recommendation students, through a random number generator. The first four to show up were put into the chapter, along with two cameos, one familiar and one... let's say non-canon. For the record, whenever something has the chance to be random, I will run it through the RNG. This includes classes, pairs for exercises, tournament brackets... you get the idea.
Anyways! Thank you for all the support, and if there's anything I can do to improve, please let me know! Writing for this fandom is something that's rather new to me, despite how it's... what, eight chapters, now? I know I can improve, I just don't know how, exactly.
Also! I have been planning a sort of crossover universe... thing. I call it AniGamers, since the concept is essentially anime (with a few exceptions) mixed with games. Crossovers! Gotta love them! Anyways, the second one is already being planned, because we honestly got really excited for it. Monster Hunter Stories! Rising of the Shield Hero! Look forward to it once we get this story further along the line! We call it... Rider Rifana!
Have a nice day! Enigma out!