A green haired figure hidden behind a cloak, wide doe eyes stared at him in a daze. The glimmering mirror world suddenly scattered into shards of glass, a thousand hims dying and falling apart within seconds. He was falling, plummeting downwards through the void. Through the void he swore he could hear a voice. 'What am I?' *** Izuku is a cat, for as long as he's known he's always been a cat. Though he was far from normal. A cat with a powerful Meta-ability, an immortal healing machine is what he'd call himself. 'Not like that matters...' Being born during an era of chaos and destruction, specifically known as the Dawn of Quirks. (To people in the future of course) was far from fun and happy. With both allies and enemies weaving their way into his life and the steady rise of meta-abilities... well life can be tough. "It is what it is." Izuku said shrugging, eyes glancing towards the young blond. "Besides... I don't plan on retiring till he's dead." *** Estimated one chapter per month with 10,000 ~ 20,000 words. The story takes place around two centuries before canon. So no Class 1A... yet ;) Cross Posted on AO3