Bet you didn't expect that title like you didn't expect me to put a picture of the Spanish Inquisition, AND I BET YOU DIDN'T EXPECT IT TO BE DRAWN IN ANIME STYLE-
Author: That's enough with your babbling, Narrator.
Narrator: Ugh fine, cue the overly decorated Narrator's Point of View.
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Narrator's Pov
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Monika opens her eyes and sees a white ceiling, she blinks a few times before scowling and getting out of the pod she was in.
Monika: Why did you pull me out!?
She said as she marched her way to a person whose back was turned away from her.
???: Because, as we have told you numerous times, you were just supposed to act as The Architect!
Monika: But Y/n!
The person turned around and faced Monika.
Y/n: Don't you know what could happen if he becomes aware? Of what is to happen? Who he becomes? What he does?
Monika: I know! But I couldn't sit and watch.
She said in a sad manner, Y/n rubbed their eyes and put down their glasses.
They rub Monika's shoulder.
Y/n: ※Sighs※ I know it's hard for you, especially when The Architect is cruel to Izuku.
Y/n glances at a board and sees old drawings of a cloaked person with sharp teeth, hiding in the shadow of a person. . .who hung themself.
Y/n: Although it is unknown why she had a change of heart and focused on Izuku, she's still cold, I understand if you can't take it, I can ask Sayori-
Monika: No! . . No, I-. . .I can do it.
Y/n smiles and put on their glasses.
Y/n: Okay, I'm gonna reset the synchronization, just remember to stick to the script.
Monika: Of course.
She lays down and Y/n types in the computer.
Y/n: Okay, just a few more and. . . .
They stared at their screen and looked at a board with a piece of scripture on it.
Y/n: 'When the anomaly becomes reality. -I.M.' . . . .
Monika: Hey is everything alright?
Y/n: Huh? Oh yeah yeah! It's just. . .
Monika: What?
Y/n: The original data stream, the animus, it's changing. . .
Monika: Changing? As in you can't reset the stream?
Y/n: No, the stream was made anew, is this the power of. . . . .
He looked to a table on the right to see two objects, a heart of obsidian, and a heart of gold.
Y/n: Nah, that's impossible, Monika, we're resuming the stream that you've created.
Monika: Okay. . .
Y/n: In 3. . .2. . .1 . . .
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※Clack※ ※Clack※ ※Clack※ ※Clack※
Shouka runs through hallways, looking for Alice.
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Izuku: DF Mode!
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Manners Maketh Man (Rewriting.)
Fanfic"Every bullet that leaves my gun, is another person who loses their life, I don't like to do it, and I'm not proud of it, but it's my job." -Izuku Midoriya
