Izuku The Viking

Chapter 15: Finally back home

Izuku Pov

I’m in a small worn out room, with cracked walls of cement, some even letting the sunlight enter inside, on my left there was a door wide open with the wood of the frame and itself benign rotten and having missing pieces and on my right I see…

Izuku: Espher? What are you doing here?

Espher: Your guess is as good as mine, I suppose because we entered through the same gate. Also do you know where are we?

Izuku: Well I think we are in Japan, or at least in my Earth, but I want to go outside to see where we really are

When we leave the room, the sight of the rest of the building we are on top of, a run down apartment complex, in the horizon, countless other edifices were blocking the view of the sun, its light barely reaching us, I could recognize some of the buildings that neared the skies, we are in Musutafu, Japan.

Espher: Dear god… How are they so many… houses?

Espher was awestruck, looking around and trying to catch a glimpse at the end of the city, only seeing either a mountain or a tall building blocking further view of the city

Izuku: This is where I live, and from what it seems not much has changed, even though I was years away

Espher: It's so…beautiful. The air it's so…pleasant.

Izuku: Well, lets see if we can get you back to y-

As I start preparing my hand for the motions to open the portal, the hand of my red-skinned friend stops me in my tracks

Espher: I-I think I would prefer to feel this world, I’ve never seen something quite like this and to come back without experiencing it would be criminal of me

Izuku: Well I think we could do that, but don't you want to go back?

Espher: If I’m honest the only thing that kept me going forward was a sense of duty and guilt, it was so boring, I want something new

Izuku: I guess we could stay together for the time and show you around, still I need to find in what year are we, I want to see if I can be what I always wanted to be

No One's Pov

In the streets of Musutafu, a small street restaurant was open, decorated in a traditional japanese design, said business was the only one with lights staining the dark walkway. Behind the counter was a teenager wearing a white shirt, bored to hell and nearing sleep, along with him was a middle age with a chef’s hat, asleep in a chair near the corner on the kitchen-counter

rustle Rustle RUSTLE

At first the sound was faint, yet noticeable in the quiet night, though the noise was always approaching until the silhouette of two figures approaching the little stand and seating on the stools, the light of the establishment showing their details, one man with a messy, low beard, with a shade of dark green, alongside him there was a tall, crimson skinned humanoid with some lines of white marking his exposed face, both wore pieces of dark armor, plated pieces made of the carapace of some bug covered the upper body and the faulds had scale mail, legs were covered with thick leather and some metal parts decorated and supported said leather

???1: (Oh, what the-what kind of suit is that? Is this some kind of new hero duo? And what are they doing here so late, I just want to get over with this shift)

The work thought sluggishly moving to a standing position and greeted the two individuals

???1:Hello gentlemen, what would you like tonight?

The young man asked disinterested

Izuku: I would want katsudon for me and some tea

???1: And you?