Zero groaned, rub his temples as he felt his face red and walked inside his room with others continued to walk, oblivious to his embarassement.
He flopped on the bed and sighed, relaxed at the soft mattress before drifted off to sleep.
'Peace and quiet,' was his last thoughts.
Meanwhile, Pacifist is surprisingly arguing with his dark twin as they facing to each others and even more surprised when his usual soft eyes are now glaring heatedly at the god in front of him.
Others are simply watching from the side quietly while Phoenix whispering to them.
"Anger Side?"
She nodded. "Pacifist is rarely mad at anyone but with Genocide? It's normal for both of them since those two are fighting once in awhile."
Naomasa slowly nodded then blinked at the kind god slapped on top of the dark god's head.
"If Karma Is Here," the detective startled at Reaper's eerie voice causing his lips to twitch slightly. "He Would Have Place A Bet On Those Two With Us."
"Don't let him heard you say that," Phoenix shook her head but there's a smile filled with amused and glint in her eyes. "He's a trickster that put them on luck."
"Karma?"
"Karma Is The God That Brings Fortune Or Unfortune Luck On People," Reaper explains emotionlessly. "May It Be Good Or Bad, It Is The Mortal's Choices."
"He's also a trickster or cheater," she rolled her eyes annoyance yet fondly. "When it's come to bets or games, he would used his abilities on each of us for bad luck."
Naomasa slowly nodded, fascinating at the new information. He didn't know there's more gods than just few but the again, he doesn't know much beside quirks and his work.
He looked at them with curious face.
"What kind of abilities do you have?"
Phoenix smiled. "My abilities is to bring good dreams or nightmares," she explained. "I can heal and I'm an apprentice to Healer."
"Healer?"
"My mentor," she continued. "He has an abilities to cured every possible illness, sickness, cancers and so."
Naomasa widened his eyes.
"Your mentor can cure diseases as well?!" He doesn't know that Phoenix and Reaper exchanged to each others with knowing looks.
"Yes."
"Then can y-"
"No," Reaper narrowed his eyes. "If The God Came To Your World Then The Government Will Caged Him Or Forced Him To And Your World Will Be Collapsed If He Stay There For Far Too Long."
Phoenix shook her head. "He's right," she agreed. Naomasa sighed but nodded showing he's understand.
"Now!" She clapped her hands to break out the tension around them. "Reaper, your turn!"
"My Abilities Are Necromancer And Timer," the death god explains instantly. He lifted his hand to show them his dark black shadow emerged on his palm and other hand was the hourglass.
"Hourglass Will Shows Me Which Mortals Who Are Passed Away And Guide Them To Either Heaven Or Hell."
"What about the necromancer?" Naomasa asked, staring at the moving shadow-like. Reaper let out a rare but dark, twisted smile.
"Would You Like To Find Out?" He questioned him which the detective quickly shook his head.
"On second thoughts, never mind!"
Reaper went back to his usual self as if he hasn't show his dark self earlier. "Good Point."
"As for Pac- hold on," she cupped both of her hands around her mouth and yelled out to get their attention. "Pacifist! Geno-Geno!"
Their heads snapped to her, pausing their argument. Pacifist is pulling the dark god's cheek with his other hand gripped the hair, Genocide is pulling the hair hardly and his other hand is clutching the arm.
"Yes?"
"What? And stop calling me that!"
"Naomasa-san wanted to know about your abilities," she said smiling.
The twin gods stepped away from each others and walked toward them. "Ah yes," Pacifist cleared his throat and smiled gently at the detective. "My abilities are bringing positive emotions to humans included kindness and I can only do teleport."
"My abilities are to bring negative emotions included helpless, hopeless and killing. I can manipulated humans like a puppets by whispers in their minds and corrupted." Genocide crossed his arms, looked bored as he glanced away.
Naomasa pressed his lips tightly, staring at the dark god before looked away. "You're the responsible for making people killed?"
"It's already happened the moment I was born/created," Kuro replied. "I didn't control them and I didn't even manipulated them for long time. Mortals are on their own and it's their choices for doing it."
The detective looked down, knowing how right the god was. "Beside, you're born for reason," his head snapped up, staring at him. Genocide still looking away. "Aren't you the one who remind yourself about your motto? Bringing justice?"
The dark god silently grimaced at the last word but keep his face straight. Naomasa looked surprised for moment before slowly let out a smile and nodded.
"What about Zero-san?"
As he looked away, Phoenix sent a sly grin at him which Genocide show her his middle finger as he's glaring at her.
"I'm afraid Zero will have to tell you about his abilities later," Pacifist let out an apologetic smile which he nodded understandingly. "He's taking a nap for moment and will wake up in few minutes."
"Or He Could Be Waiting For You In His Bed," Reaper unexceptedly remind him about the previous conversation which makes the kind god twitched and blushed.
"R-Reaper-san!"
"Oh! I completely forgot about that!"
"Phoenix please! Drop it!"
"Don't make him wait for you."
"Shut up you oily twisted man!"
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALLED ME?!"
"You heard me! Oily man!"
"My hair is not oily! Trusting bastard!"
"Don't you dare insult my nature!"
"I fucking dare! Pipsqueak!"
"How dare you-!"
Once again, the twins are fighting, arguing and insulting to each others. Reaper just standing still, watching them with Phoenix laughing loudly and Naomasa standing next to them awkwardly.
In the room, Zero is still asleep.

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Multiverse Of Midoriya Izuku
FanficClass 1-A, heroes, Kota, Eri, Mirio and Midoriya Inko appeared in the room where WE show them the worlds where their cinnamon bun is either hero, villain, vigilante or so and the worlds where quirks don't exist, corrupted, chaos, peace and reality.