Inverse - [BNHA][KHR]

Inverse

All right, y'all. I'm back with a new installment of Paint the Sky. I changed the series name because this sounds a lot better, don't you think? Crossing Worlds was pretty boring.

I hope you're all staying safe and happy in quarantine. Without further ado, let's get on to the story!

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Izuku is probably in shock from crossing dimensions, but that doesn't matter.

This guy is crazy!

The white man - Byakuran, as he introduced himself - explained some stuff about this world. It was... weird, but makes more sense than quirks. Oh, and he's apparently in the mafia now. Joy.

Somehow, Byakuran knew where Izuku was from. The same ring Izuku dons adorns Byakuran's hand as well. Izuku shortly wonders if Byakuran and he shared the same powers, and is quickly proven right by Byakuran declaring Izuku an alternate version of him.

At least Byakuran offered him some asylum, taking him in until Izuku can make a living for himself.

What did I get myself into?

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Byakuran is so excited! He has a new toy to play with. Good thing too, everyone else except his dear Yuni was getting so boring.

And this one comes from a parallel world! The one with quirks, if he isn't mistaken.

Of course, only Byakuran can use the Mare Sky Ring to its full potential, so that must mean little Izuku is an alternate version of himself. Deciding to be nice, he had explained the basics of his world

I'll have to introduce him to Yuni-chan, he absentmindedly ponders. Tsu-chan too.

He pops another marshmallow in his mouth and giggles as Izu-chan questions his life choices on the floor of his office.

This would be fun, indeed.

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Nedzu picks up his contraption, a disfigured replica he had constructed from the notes left behind. Without knowledge of the power source, he could not fully recreate the dimension-travel device. He would have to identify and study the strange energy in order to power his apparatus.

Speculations run through his head at light speed, Nedzu's eyes running over the blueprints

But of course! The research provides enough information to create a sensor of sorts. With that, I could glean more information on this energy source.

He sips his tea merrily before picking up a circuit board.

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Aizawa Shouta doesn't know what he did to deserve this. Maybe it was expelling this year's class?

Currently, he's walking around Musutafu for no apparent reason, a demon-rat holding a misshapen piece of machinery perched on his shoulder. He groans and buries his face deeper into his scarf.

I'm not paid enough for this shit.

A cheerful yank of his hair later, and they were off to a more secluded alley. A few homeless mill around, eyeing the two suspiciously. Shouta knows that they can't hurt him, but their stares leave him exposed, like he's on a dissection table.

"Ah, there," Principal Nedzu exclaims, the device lighting up purple. "There's someone here with the violet variant of the energy!"

A haggard child peers at them from the shadows, his eyes glowing the same violent amethyst as the device. He bares their teeth, clutching a scant blanket close.