The Lost Gods - middle name AU

Chapter 18

The light rapping of finger nails against a desk echoed through out the silent office. Or should I say claws. Beady black eyes flicked across the luminescent screen, monitor bright with blue light. Loose papers, note books and old ageing textbooks were strewn across the desk.

A creepy grin split across the chimera's face, white fur ruffling at the expression.

"Ah, but do they even know it?"

One single book, pages browning with age, print tiny yet elegant, ink spread across the old pages with patterns not many could decipher.

Yet the text, if chipped and worn, in a hand that is almost illegible, read a most crucial story.

The War of the World

This was not a physical fight, but rather, a battle of will.

Not much is known of this most magical battle. A series of flashes all that was seen of the secluded war. A war between the world. A war between who were called Hell's Guardians and the rest of the world. A faction driven to rid society of a belief.

But belief is hard to change and the darkness of the world is strong. Yet, we do not know who won this war, and Hell's Guardians were never heard of again.

We cannot conclude this war as a win or loss but it is known as the War of the World.

"Was it a loss or a win? Even I don't know." The mouse-bear-dog-thing muttered.

"But, you are bringing back the War of the World, Izuku Midoriya. Let's hope your Fallen will win it."

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"Ooooww." Izuku whined, flexing his fixed wrist.

"What are you whining about?" Shinso snickered.

Izuku groaned.

"How would you feel if All Might flung you around like a rag doll and almost broke your back and broke your wrist!?"

Yeah, exams were brutal.

"How's that new recruit, Reaper, right?"

"She's actually going good. She's staying here for now. Turns out she was being neglected and mum loves her so she's doing well."

Shinso chuckled.

"The first recruit of The Fallen. How's the castle going by the way?"

Izuku smiled.

"Almost finished, just the east wing left. A boost from our combined power and I'll have it finished by next weekend."

Izuku collapsed onto his bed beside Shinso, flinging his arms in a way that has his boyfriend swerving to avoid the careless limbs.

"We're making so much progress yet there's a long way to go."

Shinso began to play with Izuku's unruly locks, green curls intertwined in his fingers.

"We will win this war. We cannot lose, for the sake of so many people. It's a heavy burden but if we can't take it, who will."

"Mm..." Izuku murmured.

"We can do this, we have the guild and we'll build a great clan, a great society."