"Should I be worry about the FBI barging in my son's dorm room?" Inko asked curiously. Nana leaned into the chair and shrugged.

"Nah, they're clean."

On the country of Egypt, a man stood on the hot and blazing sands of the wasteland with a few people coming with him on camels. He wears a robe with elbow-length sleeves and a scarf around his neck, a headband  wrapped around his forehead, earrings comprised of a single, long chain of medallions, resembling a necklace. The largest of these medallions is engraved with the Egyptian ankh symbol; a large tassel hangs from this medallion, resting atop his chest. The smaller medallions are engraved with various other symbols. He wears a varying number of thick metallic bracelets on both of his wrists.

His phone ringed as he brought it out and answered. "Hello, who's this?" He asked casually while taking a flask out of a bag behind him.

"Are you perhaps a Stand user by any chance?"

"Yes, I am— Wait, what?"

"Are you Mohammad Avdol?"

"No, but who is this?"

"Wrong number, sorry."

Toshinori look at the phone for a moment in confusion before putting it away. He's dressed on one of those characters from an anime he'd used to watched, so he doesn't know why the caller just asked if he is Mohammad Avdol.

"Weird."

(Meanwhile! In another universe...)

"Oh, you're now approaching me? Instead of giving up, you're coming forwardly?" Miro taunted mockingly at Yaoyorozu glaring at him, extending his arms to his sides with a smirk. "Even though I have beaten most of your classmates and you have figure out the secret of my Permeation, you're still determined you would win, like a worker being late for work before the train goes away and their salary dropping down to the sewer?"

She answered and began walking towards the blonde with a menacing aura. "I can't knock the atoms out of you without getting closer." She ripped her left sleeve and manifested a riot platinum shield, her right hand forming a platinum war axe nonchalantly with a star symbol below the hilt.

"Oh, ho!" He grinned, slowly walking towards her. "Then come as close as you love." Both stared menacingly. Jirou slams her bruised face into the ground, not even able to contain the hysterical giggles out of her lips.

"This is shitposting at their finest...!"

Izuku lied down on the couches with a look of utter boredom and tiredness in his eyes. Minutes ago, he had just decided to take a swan dive off a building to check if Painrance had hardened his thick bones. Turns out he feels like bouncing off of a rocky ass pillar.

Pillar.

Pillar...

Katsuki enters the living room with a cup on his hand that spells out, "Hehe Boi", and noticed his childhood friend's darkened expression. "The hell you're mumbling about, Deku?" Jirou joins in the chat.

Their faces sharpened ten thousand degree.

"AWAKEN, MY MASTERS—"

Izuku, Katsuki, Kyouka strikes a menacing pose.

"AYAYAYAYAYA—"

"WHY THE HELL ARE WE DANCING?!"

"THIS MUST BE THE WORK OF AN ENEMY'S STAND!"

Todoroki flipped through pages of his English textbook, face as unexplainable as ever with the green hair next to him, staring at the TV with a look of utter boredom and wonderment. It's a commercial about a new TV show is coming tomorrow.

"A strange question, Midoriya," He looks to his friend and saw him closing his book, "I had happened to watch an anime that I find... interesting. Are you related to a blue-haired character that is transported to Hell as the grandson of a Demon Lord?"

Izuku looks at him with puzzled eyes. "Wait, what? Are you seriously thinking I'm related to an anime character?" His life is now officially an otaku. There's no more of his nerdy self. He's John Ce— Wick.

"Are you Suzuki Iruma's secret brother or something?"

"No, we talk about this."

"Except you dyed your hair green and black and wear eye contacts. Wait, so does that mean you and your brother are All Might and Silver Burst's secret love child? No, hang on, it means your grandfather is a Demon from Hell? That must be explained why you and All Might are strong. Yes! I finally figure it out. This means—"

"It's completely bias!" Izuku yelled in annoyance and embarrassment.

"I'm not done." Todoroki glared. "Are you Yushirou in disguise? Or are you Narancia Ghirga? No, are you even Midoriya Izuku?" He demanded hotly, frost and flame began erupting out of his half sides, maddening insanity in his eyes yet he sounded so calm.

"Then, are you a pervert?!" Izuku spouted suddenly. Todoroki's eyes widened. The sound of a wall breaking down far away. "Are you Hyoudou Issei? Meliodias? Clemont? Koichi? Nishikata? Phoenix Wright? Speed-o'-sound Sonic? Eren Jeager? Ayato? U—" A hand grabbed his head before he could continue. Bakugou scowls ugly.

"You have gone too far, Sherlock."

[Chibi Yaoyorozu chomping down on Chibi Izuku's neck innocently]

That wraps up for now!

Before I go out of the window, I have an announcement to make, too.

Regarding two BNHA ideas I have wrote already.

Okay, okay, so get this:

The first idea is Tokyo Ghoul mixing with BNHA with Leagues of Villains as the Aogiri in this book and possibly adding CCG. Unlike the most ones I have read, now Izuku in this book is a chimera. And also, he's an androgyne. He has Hinami as his sister. He is mistaken as a girl with his outside looks and voice.

The second idea is him as an older, an instructor for Class A, a special agent, Quirkless but he uses guns and knives, he's Leon, he's American and Japanese, Trigger is different and plays a major role, and for shippings? Yeah, you'll see soon.

This is just what I'm planning but not sure I'm going to post them first. I have a lot of work to do. Much, much work that I want to quit. Like, for an instance, my Moon Fang Heritage that many wouldn't read (sad boi noises) despite I put so much efforts and sleep (I'm not being greedy lol) into it. Secondly, my Pokémon book. I betray my fellow Pokémon readers with BNHA and other stuff, but c'mon, you really think I want to stick to Pokémon like forever? Try something new and different.

Anyway, signing out!

Go beyond—

PLUS ULTRA!

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