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Chapter 28: Cultural Festival

Izuku has been standing outside his house for a few minutes after Nezu left for the main school building after he told him about the cultural festival that was coming up within a week. For now he wasnt sure what he would be presenting for the masses but it would mainly revolve around bringing a smile on Eri's face, he couldnt do something simple but nothing too extreme even though he was sure she could handle a bit of excitement in her life to lighten her mood up.

For now he would set that aside since he needed to talk to his father about something concerning the riddle he got from the former presidents mind. He made his way inside to see it was still empty so he assumed they were still in their rooms. He walked to his study where a lot of books and documents were still neatly scatted all over, he forgot he still had a lot of reading to do but he would worry about that later. He walked over to the two comfortable seats in front of the fire place and sat down, he slightly adjusted his body so it could sink in more comfortably on the soft couch and once he was sure he wouldnt wake up in discomfort he closed his eyes and tool deep breaths before passing out and entering the Vestige world but it looks like someone else wanted to have a talk.

Hunters Dream

Izuku opened his eyes to find himself standing in the same garden of white flowers he first visited when he defeated the body possessed by Ludwig and absorbing the artificial energy the false Moonlight Greatsword had. He looked up and saw the same old building he first laid his eyes on when he arrived here, the Old Workshop. He slightly looked down to see the same tombstones of the previous hunters and fallen creature of this realms world.

He approached the tombstones and studied the stones since the last time he was here he didnt get the chance to study them, he knew he had the real workshop sitting on a shelf in his study but whose to say they werent they were slightly different from these ones. 

He inspected the names and sentences written on each heads and read them to himself and a very familiar figure who was silently watching him.....

Father Gascoigne
"...Beasts all over the shop.... You'll be one of them, sooner or later...."

Gerhman, The First Hunter
"Oh, Laurence... what's taking you so long.... I've grown too old for this, of little use now, I'm afraid"

Micolash, Host of the Nightmare
"Ahhh Kos.... or some say Kosm. Do you hear our prayers?"

Vicar Amelia
"Remain wary of the frailty of men. Their wills are weak, minds young"

Ludwig, The Holy Blade
"Aah, you were at my side, all along..... My true mentor..... My guiding moonlight..."

Orphan of Kos
"Mercy for the poor wizened child, mercy."

Lady Maria
"A corpse.... should be left well alone."

Laurence, The First Vicar
"I tell you, I will not forget our adage...... Fear the old Blood."

Once he was done reading the tombstones , he looked around a bit to get used to the vast emptiness that was the Hunters Dream with the only plot of land he was on floating among the pillars that stood miles away. He was brought out of his sight seeing when he felt someone lightly tapped on his shoulder making him jump and almost slug them in the face but he stopped himself when he saw the face of the Hunter which was half hidden by the face mask he wore.

Hunter: We meet again Izuku Midoriya or should I say Shigaraki?, it is very confusing.

Izuku: Just call me Izuku and you could have warned me you were here.