He was falling.

His body fell towards the void into which he let himself fall as a sign of surrender and freedom.

He didn't care about anything anymore. I just wanted to end the suffering I had been enduring for a decade. Everything was coming to an end, he could feel closer to the concrete, he could hear the screams of some of his classmates and his former teachers, he could also hear the panicked voice of the one who had initially given him the idea of doing that An act that for many would be cowardly but for someone like him it would be liberating.

Oh my dear... magnificent... and noble flower of evil

He closed his eyes to see the clear sky one last time before surrendering to the darkness.

You are the most beautiful of all

Her hair fluttered in the wind that divided the ground from her body.

Mirror, Mirror… please tell me who it will be…

He let out a smile before colliding with the pavement causing a sickening thud to form that was overshadowed by the panicked screams like the cries of those people who made his life hell.

Those who are accepted by the mirror of shadows

People were so hypocritical, despite his last moments of life he could hear their regrets, mockery and even empty cries surrounding him, there were also those laments that will be of no use.

He was bleeding to death on the floor.

In his last moments he thought about all the problems he had to face thanks to his peculiar state, he was not allowed many rights as well as school and work opportunities were limited.

Just listening to his mother cry every night about the problems she has caused his heart would shrink. The woman who gave birth to him loved him, there was no doubt about that, but it was not difficult to discover that the estrangement he had with his father was due to him, the man had left as soon as he found out that he had no quirks, putting it like excuse the trips abroad were for work.

Then the bullying and denigration with which people treated him had not helped his decision to jump from that roof at all.

Entre opened his eyes to meet Bakugo's crimson gaze. I hadn't seen the tears and despair on his face since they were children and had encountered a villain who had decided to hide in the preschool they attended.

He continued smiling as he bled to death, the sound of sirens beginning to be heard in the distance and Katsuki's muffled voice tried to keep him awake, but his eyelids didn't seem to give in to the demands.

"Hey! Don't fall asleep," the blonde shouted, desperate, he kept shaking him and shouting things he regretted. He did not expect Izuku to actually follow his advice to jump off the roof, he knew that the minor was stubborn and faithful to his beliefs and dreams, so it was difficult for him to understand why the green-haired boy easily gave in to his words. "Hey, Deku! Izuku! Zuzu!"

As long as your heart desires

The darkness surrounded him, the cold he felt was undoubtedly a thousand times worse than the cold winter and his body did not stop seeking the warmth of the non-existent sun. He huddled on the dark floor seeking protection. He could remember his last moments of life, the ambulance and police patrols were parked on the outskirts of Aldera and many of the students made way for the specialists who helped their classmate. It was difficult to separate the explosive boy, who was clinging to the victim trying to wake him up.

Something that never happened, nor will happen.

Izuku let out a sigh when he felt something soft beneath him, he looked at the dark carpet with white patterns that stretched across the center of a room that wasn't there before. He stood up and looked around; The furniture looked old, the table in the center of the room was covered in dust, and the walls were a depressing gray. The only thing that stood out was the large mirror that was hanging on one of the walls to his left, it was oval, with golden details and did not seem to match the age of the things, but even so it did not seem like a common and ordinary object.

He knew it well when a familiar silhouette appeared on him.

Take the hand that appears in the mirror

Without knowing why, his body moved on its own, as if he had many strings holding him and moving him as if he were a puppet, and he took his hand in the mirror without being surprised by the fact that it went through the glass.

… For me…

… For them…

… For you…

His eyelids closed again, letting himself be carried away in the darkness again.

no time to lose

The sound of horseshoes hitting the ground reached his ears although he did not wake up.

No matter what

Do not let go my hand-

Prologue: The Awakening of the Unknown

He shifted uncomfortably on the cushion he was lying on. The sounds were very far away from him but he could identify the sound of keys and doors opening, the light murmurs along with small laughter, something that for a moment made him think that he was sleeping in his room and his mother was just returning from home. job.

Silence continued to be his companion for a long time, to the point that he felt like hours had passed since he closed his eyes. The tranquility of death was something he had never experienced, which is why he found such an experience interesting. He moved again trying to get comfortable but his elbow ended up hitting something... hard.

He opened his eyes when his hands touched the padded wood. It was dark and a small place, although he fit perfectly in it as if it had been made for him.

Midoriya paled in realization.

I was in a coffin!

His breathing quickened, he really was dead. Possibly the noises he had heard previously were from the morgue or his funeral and now he was in his grave. His ramblings stopped when he heard a loud thud followed by bangs.

"What is that noise?…" he murmured, somewhat scared.

"Damn, people will be here soon…" he heard on the other side of the wood. "I have to grab his uniform soon while I still have time," the lid of his coffin moved a little but it seemed like it wasn't enough to open it. I could hear the efforts of whoever was trying to disrupt his grave, it seemed like they were making a great effort. "This cover… It's too heavy. If so… It's time for my secret trick… FFFUGYAAAA… Take that!…"

"Fire?!", the freckled man asked in panic when he saw how the wood in front of him was burning. That scared the young man enough, causing him to sink deeply out of his coffin and then his eyes adapted to the sudden light.

"Okay, okay, I'll take your-... TUKYAAAAAAAAHHHH!" In front of him was a very strange creature, it had many similarities to a cat. Its fur was gray with a white patch on its chest, its pads were a pinkish color, and it also had blue flames glowing in its ears. His eyes were large and the same bright blue color and around his neck he wore a tie that looked more like a black and white striped bow that was torn at the bottom. "WHY DID YOU ALREADY WAKE UP?!"Asked altered the creature.

"A talking raccoon?!"

"Who are you calling a raccoon?!" the cat reprimanded, the truth is that Izuku no longer knew what that thing was. "I am… The great and supreme Grimm! Whatever… Your human… Hurry up and give me your clothes. Otherwise…", the raccoon set fire to the coffin where he was, causing the freckled man to come out of it in terror. "…I will burn you alive!…"

"I didn't die just to be burned by a floating raccoon!"

"I told you I'm not a fucking raccoon!" The creature continued to reproach him.

But Izuku did not stop to listen to what followed, he preferred a thousand times to be lost in hell than to be burned alive. He ran out of the large doors and through hallways, seeing classrooms and crossing a patio until he reached what seemed to be a library. "Where I am?!"

The blue fire ended up cornering the young man, causing him to stop. "Did you really think you could escape from me? "Human!" the cat mocked. "Now...If you don't want me to burn you while you're alive, quickly give me those clothes-...", the sound of breaking air ended up interrupting Grimm's last sentence, causing him to scream in surprise when a rope caught him. "Did it hurt! What is this rope?"

"It's not a rope... It's the whip of love!" A strange-looking man appeared at the entrance to the library, frowning at the tied animal, only to then turn to look at the green-haired man a little more calmly. "Ah, I finally found you. You... Are you one of the new students? You should not do that. Exit the portal early. Also… You brought an undomesticated pet that disobeyed many rules" he crossed his arms scolding the freckled man.

"Let go of me!" he shifted on the whip. "I'm not related to this guy!"

"Yes, yes… Untrained pets always say that. Shut up for a moment, okay?" He placed one of his hands on Grimm's mouth causing slight pressure that prevented him from speaking. "My God! This is the first time a new student has left the portal alone!" He let out a defeated sigh. "Haa… How impatient can you be? Come on, come on, the opening ceremony has already begun. Let's go to the mirror room."

Izuku looked at him strangely, the world of the dead was very strange. "New student?"

"In the room where you woke up, there are all the doors," the older man began to explain when he realized how disoriented the teenager was. "All students hoping to come to this school must use one of those doors. Normally, students don't wake up until the door is opened with the special key, but…"

"The fire must have caused the lid to explode," the freckled man muttered as he realized that the cause of everything had been Grimm who had burned the lid of his coffin, but even if he knew about this, something inside told him that the one who had waking up had not been a coincidence.

"In the end. "The culprit looks so familiar," he said, referring to the raccoon. "If you take it with you. Take responsibility and take care of it properly. "Oh, this is not the time to be so talkative," he murmured as he saw the time on one of the clocks. "The opening ceremony will end soon. Come on, let's hurry."

"W-Wait… W-Where am I exactly?" the green-haired man asked, following the man.

"Oh? Could it be that you are still lost? It seems that the transportation left you confused. Well, it doesn't matter, it happens often," he brushed it off, though that only caused Midoriya to panic. "So… I'll explain everything to you on the way… Since I'm very kind," he said, smiling in a way that didn't encourage Izuku.

The two began their journey, being calmer. The green-haired boy was able to observe the infrastructure, from the library to the patio that, despite the darkness of the night, he could witness the small well that was in the middle of it and not far away a large Apple tree. He looked at the lights coming out of the windows of one of the buildings in front of him, his steps were taking him there so he assumed it was where the ceremony that the subject was talking so much about was taking place.

"Ahem… You are in Night Raven Collage. Wizards from all over the world who have special magical abilities gather here. It is the most prestigious academy in Twisted Wonderland", Magic? the youngest asked himself. "And I am the director. "I was appointed to run this academy by the president of the board of directors: Dire Crowley."

"¿Magos?..."

"Only wizards recognized by the shadow mirror can attend this school. Those selected from all over the world use the portal and appear here" the adult continued explaining. "A dark horseman carrying a portal should be there to pick you up."

Izuku's mind clicked as he realized what she meant. "I think I saw a dark horse with a scary face."

"That dark rider meets the chosen ones by the mirror of shadows. There are special riders who carry doors that lead here. "It was decided long ago that horsemen used it to transport people on special days."

"Did he say that... this rider only brought me here?" Grimm kept grumbling with the whip surrounding his body, now the director was no longer holding him, but the same whip had him gagged.

"Now, let's go to the opening ceremony," Crowley turned around and continued on his way to the room where the happy ceremony was currently taking place. Izuku followed him closely, he was nervous, he didn't understand what was happening. I was in a school, there was no doubt about it, the classrooms, the library and even the hallways screamed that this was it, but the situation didn't seem real at all.

Wizards? Magic? Twisted Wonderland? He did not know any of those terms, especially the last one that he doubted that that name really existed on any map. He was increasingly certain that his corpse had been kidnapped by some fantasy sect that loved medieval tales.

On the other hand, not far from Midoriya's location, a sea of people was inside a room very similar to the one the boy in question had woken up in, the "doors" floating around the room like a mirror. that was in the middle of everything.

"Now… Is that all for the new dorm duties?" asked a red-haired boy who was in front of a specific group of students. "Listen to me new students. Here at Heartsbyul I am the rules. In other words. If they break them they will lose their heads"

"The opening ceremony is finally over. Let's go back to the Savanaclaw dormitory soon, follow me," next was a taller man who had animal ears.

"To the new students. Congratulations on entering this academy," a boy with glasses said with a smile. "Enjoy your stay here to the fullest. As leader of the Octavinille dormitory, I will support you as much as I can."

Quickly, a tall, handsome-looking boy interrupted his companion as soon as he finished speaking. "By the way, where did the director go? "It flew right in the middle of the ceremony."

"He abandoned his position," a tired voice was heard from the other side of the tablet that was floating in front of another group of students.

"Did you have a stomachache or something?" asked a boy with dark skin and red eyes.

The door flew open revealing the director with the two troublemakers he had gone to look for. "They are wrong!"

"Oh, it arrived."

"Seriously, we were missing a new student so I went to look for him," he said, looking at the freckled man, causing the others to look at him carefully. The teenager shrank in place when he felt everyone's heavy gazes. For a moment he thought he was again in Aldera. "Now, you're the only one who hasn't been assigned a dorm yet. I'll watch the raccoon for you. "Hurry up and go to the front of the Mirror of Shadows."

And so he did, he wanted to get as far away as he could from all those people, who because of their clothes could claim to be a sect. He moved close enough to the mirror to see his reflection. He raised his head slightly when he saw the green flames peeking through the glass. His eyes were reflected among the green tide, he could notice in his reflection how misaligned he was, from his uniform to his hair were unkempt due to all the sudden movement that Grimm made him go through, his face was a little dirty and he lowered his feet. There were large circles under his eyes that made him look like a dead man.

Something that already was.

"Tell me your name…" he came out of his thoughts when that mask appeared asking.

"Izuku Midoriya," the youngest murmured.

"Izuku, your soul form is…" he trailed off as the mask narrowed its eyes as if searching for something, holding its breath as it returned to its initial neutral face. " … Don't know…"

"What did you say?" the director also seemed very confused about it.

"I don't feel… Not even a hint of magic in this creature… The color… the shape… everything… there is nothing…" the mirror began to say. "...Therefore…You are not suitable for any bedroom."

Whispers filled the room in a matter of seconds. Izuku had gasped and a few tears had gathered in his eyes. He cursed inwardly when he realized that in that place he was the same as Aldera, he could feel the undisguised stares of the people, how they pointed at him and mocked him as if he were worthless. He shrank in place, biting his lip.it was always the same.

A useless one.

A Quirkless.

Un Deku.

"A dark carriage would never go to pick up someone who can't use magic. It's impossible!" said the director excitedly. "For more than a hundred years there were never errors in the selection of students. So how is it possible?"

The adult continued rambling to himself that he didn't notice when Grimm, the raccoon broke free of the whip holding him. "So… in exchange…! I will take your place!"

"AH!... WAIT! …Your raccoon!…" Crowley shouted.

"Unlike this foolish human, I can use magic, you know!" Grimm mentioned with an arrogant smile. "So in exchange… I can enter school! If you want proof… I'll show it to you right now, you know!"

"All! "Back off!" the redhead shouted as Grimm set half the room on fire.

"Wahh?! Burn! Burn! "Burn!" the one with red eyes began to shout as he began to run around the room. "My butt is inllamas!"

"At this rate, the school will be a sea of fire!" The principal also did not seem to be happy with the cat's performance. "Someone, please catch that raccoon!"

"Tche!... ordering so suddenly", the one with lion ears did not seem very willing to help.

"Hey? Aren't you good at hunting?" the handsome-looking boy sneered. "Isn't that a nice, plump snack?"

"Because I? You do it"

"Principal Crowley, leave it to me," the boy with glasses smiled brightly.benevolent."I'm sure the others can't bear to harass a poor creature. So I'll take care of it."

"As expected of Azul, he always tries to beat everyone," said the one on the other side of the tablet, he did not seem very surprised by his partner's attitude.

"Hey, could someone turn off my butt now?" on the floor.

"T-Try to roll over the area, that should help put out the f-fire!", the boy a few years older than him heeded what was recommended and little by little the hot flame was extinguished.

"Everyone, did anyone hear what I said?" demanded the director.

"If it's just catching a stupid raccoon you should do it yourself, director."

"How many times do I have to say I'm not a raccoon?! I am the great Grimm! That he will become the best magician in history, you know!"

"He certainly has character," Blue said, looking seriously at the raccoon. "Riddle, will you help me please?"

"I can't ignore those who break the rules," the redhead simply said. "Let's hurry up and get this over with."

The two approached the Grim as if they were capture experts. Izuku could admire the skills of the two teenagers who were trying with all their might to capture the rule-breaker, as Riddle had called him. Midoriya took refuge with the boy with white hair and dark skin behind one of the pillars, neither of them understanding the somewhat creepy situation that was taking place.

How did a welcoming ceremony end up being interrupted by a flamethrowing cat?

Many of the students had grouped together to defend themselves and hide in whatever place they found, they did not want to be burned so late at night.

For them it would be a pathetic death.

The freckled man mocked his own thinking. His death had been very pathetic.

"...Off with your head!" Riddle shouted causing a strange necklace to be placed on Grimm's neck taking him by surprise.

"...What is this?-"

"Laws of the Queen of Hearts: Number 23," he began to recite. "One will never bring a cat to a ceremony. Since you are a cat, you have broken the rule. "I will make you leave immediately."

"I'm not a cat! I will burn this necklace and free myself from-…" he tried to summon his fire again but for a strange reason it didn't come out. "...Huh?...I can't use my fire!"

"You will not use any magic until I remove the necklace. "Now you're like an ordinary cat," the teenager mocked.

"That?! "I'm not a pet, you know!"

"Don't worry, I would never have a pet like you," the disgust on his face was quite evident even though the hood covered half of his face. "Well, I'll take it from you anyway when they kick you out of here."

"Wow, as wonderful as always. Any and all magic is sealed with your unique magic, Riddle. I definitely want it," despite her sweet words Izuku could see the greed in her eyes. "I mean… I would never want that thing for myself."

Although his face said otherwise...

"Please do something about it! "He's yours, isn't he?!", the director addresses him as if he were responsible for the whole disaster. "Discipline him properly-"

"H-He's not mine!" the youngest responded between stutters.

"...Huh? It is not yours?"

"I tried to say it but it won't let me do it."

"Did you?" I clear my throat to divert the topic. "We're going to get him out of school anyway," he grabbed Grim by the collar and lifted him up. "We won't turn you into stew because I'm very kind. Someone help please"

"Let me go!" Grim stirred sharply, trying to break free of the hold. "I…definitely…. I will definitely become the best magician!"

And with that they took him out of the room. The green-haired man looked at where the animal had gone, feeling a little identified with that last statement, he wanted to be a hero but his peculiar situation did not allow it. She felt bad for him.

"Well we had some problems along the way but this closes the entrance ceremony. Dorm leaders, please take the new students back to the dorms," he looked at the teenagers in charge and then realized that one was missing. "Hm? Now that I think about it. "I don't see Diasomnia's leader, young Draconia, at all."

"He's no different than usual, right?" the cat-eared one was the first to respond.

"That? "Didn't anyone tell you about the ceremony?"

"If you're going to complain, you should have told him yourself," the beautiful-looking one reprimanded the albino, who seemed a little guilty.

"Hmmm… but I really don't know anything about that guy."

The murmurs arose again after the last name was revealed, some seemed scared and others incredulous at the information they had been given, some began to wonder if it was really the person they thought. Izuku couldn't help but notice how someone in the crowd was heading to the front.

"Uhh… as I thought…" he said looking around. "I thought he might come but Malleus didn't really come. It seems that your invitationnever arrived again"

"My deepest apologies. "I swear, we didn't mean to exclude him," Azul said, though his words sounded as fake as his smile.

"Does not matter how. His aura makes it difficult to approach him."

"Well, okay, the members of the Diasomnia dormitory can come with me…" he drew the attention of a group of students. "I hope this doesn't bother you…"

" Now…I'm sorry a lot for this, but... you have to leave schoolhow much before. Those without talent for magic cannot attend classeshere," Izuku looked away, he should have known, he was not and would not be accepted anywhere, his peculiar status could be equivalent to that of that place. He was definitely not at home, that became very clear to him when the director again made the young man stand in front of the mirror so that he could take him home only to receive the surprise that the place where he came from did not exist and he was seconded. when the two went to the library to investigate since it seemed the mirror was failing.

"There is nothing here," Midoriya said when he looked at the world map, it was not at all similar to that of his world, yes world, it seemed that he was in another universe, dimension or planet different from his own. The only difference was that in their world Quirks existed and in Twisted Wonderland magic existed. When he told him about what his world was like, the adult was surprised and ended up looking at him with a look that he knew very well... pity.

I hated that look.

His entire life was based on that look that disgusted him to the core.

It made him angry.

He was tired of them all the time feeling sorry for him as if he didn't know about his condition, but he was the most aware of what others believed.

"This is a problem," he said when he realized that the teenager had nothing more with him than the ceremonial robe. "I can't let someone who can't use magic stay at school. As an educator, I cannot throw a teenager out on the street without money and without any form of communication. Because I'm very kind" the man seemed to be thinking about something until his eyes shone as an idea came to his mind. "I know…There is an unused building on campus. It was once used as a bedroom in the past. So if you clean it you should at least be able to sleep there. For now I will allow you to stay there while I look for a way for you to return home."

I wasn't sure about the latter but it was better than being in a world full of cults.

If someone had told him that that night would be the start of his problems, he might have jumped off the roof again.