Chapter XIX

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Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don't. Albert Einstein

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It was a slow process for Izuku. As Katsuki had practically glued to his side ever since yesterday. And to his surprise, Katsuki begrudgingly apologizes for his actions.

Even though Izuku heard that he went to class therapy. He didn't think Katuki went through it with his stubborn attitude and pride. At least, it was some improvement while Aizawa-sensei put him in charge of watching this brat alone. A little dissatisfied when he saw Shoto refusing to use his fireside as he was being hammered by Aizawa with brute force.

As the others joined him as the rest of the Wild pussycats were pushing them to their limits.

Probably, Izuku should arrange his next target on him and the rest of the students here later. Everyone else seems to be doing ok for the time being. Still... they haven't seen the dark horrors of heroics nor scratched the first level of heroics. Yet, which is a problem for him to figure out. Morality is a big issue when it comes to picking the right people. However, Izuku has no choice but to be picky when he has the resources to build up from scratch.

As he barked orders at Katsuki growled on the ground. It would take a long time to harvest some good quality heroes from the looks of it.

Besides, he had eliminated a couple of resources from the other side. It would not be enough to deal with the waves of terror. Luckily, if those resources are used wisely. It wouldn't be long until the rest of the other side goes under. And the plotlines and information can prove that everything would be almost exactly the same...

From a comic book, that he remembers in the past.

Not that he owned comic books before... but for a book to appear in his room one day was odd. Dadzu nor any of the staff owned them. Which was strange. And the janitor in the past was even more odd. Not that it was a confidence to link the dots. Nor cross his mind that the protagonist in the comics awfully looks like him.

And the protagonist's 'best' friend looks like the exact copy of Katsuki kneeling down as he quickly catches his breath beside him. Afterward, he read the comic book. It vanished without a trace. To his frustration, some mysterious notes appeared inside his old room, warning him that the future is near. And time was running out for him to be the least.

The notes stopped after a certain time when he began planning in his teen years. However, the lack of protection was frightening.

For the U.A. and the rest of Japan are doomed. It was horrifying reading those things that threaten his peaceful life and his precious people. Despite the threats that wrapped tightly around him, a new thought popped into his mind. It was almost time to wrap up the training session. As Izuku waved over Katsuki.

They head back to the training camp. Marching their feet. Izuku decides to be lent to Katsuki as he carries all the equipment. Since their training area was the farthest from the rest of the students. It would take longer for them to reach the checkpoint. Silence watched the two boys as they trek in the forest.

'Might as well, chat for a bit.' Izuku thought. He could use a little entertainment to spare the walk. "Hey, Katsuki? I have had a question ever since we started the second semester of U.A.

I wonder what if I had met you before we became friends? What's it like to have a childhood friend by my side without being experimented on?

If so, I would like to be normal. Like a quirkless person.

Not a monster that my master ș̸̨̧̛̜͚̯̞̫͔̟͋ͅę̴̢̨̛̺̝̱̤̠̙͚̑̉̈̀̋͑̋̀̊͋̉͒̎͘n̴̡͕̻̝̥͎͓̺̖̈́́̓̐̄͑̈́́̀̕͝͠s̸̡̛͓͕̦̆̾̈́͆̈́͑́̍̆̚͘͘͝ẹ̸̒̏̑į̶̙̼̝͇̫̪̉͌̿͊͆̈́̿̇̔, the creator that made me be."

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