Majin

Majin was created because All for One died.

Majin was the most deadly creature on the planet.

Majin will do anything Master orders.

Majin has killed people by the hundreds.

Majin, more than anything else in the world, wants to be a Hero.

Notes:

For DeusVerve.

While I would love to cover the entire Saiyan AU, I alas have not watched a single bit of the show. So, instead, you all get to see me do my own take on one part of it I'm really Normal about.

This will most definitely not be updated as frequently as my previous long-form fic. The best estimate I can give is about once a week.

Chapter 1: The Body of Work

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All for One was dead.

Kyuudai could do nothing but look helplessly at the corpse on the table, exhaustion finally catching up to him. How long had he been trying to bring Him back from the brink? Hours? Days? Every machine, every procedure, EVERYTHING he could think of. And at the end, it all amounted to nothing…

He could feel tears flowing down his face, crying for what was lost. The greatest, most perfect being on Earth, the one who had granted him such a long life. The one who could change the world like it was nothing. Dead at the hands of some- some pompous, blonde buffoon!

His sobs mixed with screams as he lashed out at everything around him, his fists stinging as they struck at metal. It didn’t matter. None of it mattered, because All for One was DEAD! All those plans, those projects, those prospects, all of it nothing more than dust in the air!

He breathed heavily, strength finally leaving him as his hand went limp. “Forgive me…” There was no answer. “Forgive me for failing you…” There will never BE one…

How?! They- all of it was perfect! The Master said He had him right where He wanted! How could it all go so wrong?! All Might wasn’t even- He saw him there, while he was getting Master away. He didn’t even have the decency to die alongside him!

The rage within him flared up, as he recalled that… that smile. Beaten down, wounded, but still he smiled. He knew then. He KNEW what he did! He KNEW what he deprived the world of!!

Kyuudai kept shaking as he ground his teeth. He’ll pay. He’ll PAY for this! He- there were still ways! He still had- he… he could… maybe…

Yes. Yes, he… he DID have… some ways still. The Noumu Project. Not how they planned it. Not without- but that’s fine. He just- he’ll have to make sure he gets it right the first time.

Yes… Yes, he… he WILL get it right the first time. He had to. He owed it to Master for his failures. The world rejected His order. His grace and mercy. And those who strike at the perfect being… will be punished. As Ra had Sekhmet. As Zeus had Pandora. So too, shall All for One bring them… “...Majin.”

*****

How long has it been since Sensei died? Tomura didn’t know. He couldn’t be bothered to count. Two months, at least.

He’d been pissed at first. Of course he was. He didn’t know HOW many useless NPCs got Decayed over that last week, but it was definitely enough for the stupid Heroes to notice. He had to leave his main Guild Hall to evade aggro. Sensei- Sensei said Tomura was supposed to be the second him. He can’t… he doesn’t know how, but he can’t just give up on that… So, he left. The only fucking good thing was the fact that the Doctor hadn’t yet moved somewhere else.

Though Tomura wouldn’t be surprised if the old fart planned to stay here until it broke down around him. “Oh, hey, Kurogiri, look. The shitty healer got out of his grinding spot.” If the Doctor heard him, he didn’t show it. “You got any new gear there, mister dedicated?” Or whatever the hell he was working on in that lab. He was there every moment that wasn’t spent on his cover; there had to be SOMETHING to break the monotony!

“Damn… brat…” The coot glared at them as he shuffled past. Though it didn’t do fuck all considering the state of him. Tomura swore he looked WORSE each time he left. Paler, thinner, more disheveled, and with bigger bags under his eyes. Which was a real fucking achievement, considering he once stumbled out covered in his own blood.“You’re… lucky you’re the Master’s ward, or I would’ve-”

“Oh, what was that?” He gave the old fart a smile as he moved closer, his fingers suddenly on the Doctor’s throat. At least he had enough Wisdom in that head to freeze. “You sure you want to say things like this?” He let him sweat a bit, then… “Because YOU’RE lucky that this little project is the best plan we have right now.“ He pulled it back, the Doctor sagging. “So, how about you keep at it, and not piss me off anymore?”

“Work…” He gave him one more annoying lok, before he shook his head and kept going, muttering under his breath. ”Yes, work… Have to keep going. There are more important things. More… more…” It was like he forgot Tomura was even there. Maybe that was for the best. Like HELL is he reading any of those bullshit books, just the covers were enough to make his head spin. And he sure was looking on a lot of covers, since the doc filled the whole space with them. Seriously, what the hell even IS that language? Not English or Japanese, that’s for fucking-

A noise above them broke Tomura out of his musing. Right, it was about this time of the week, wasn’t it? Whatever, at least those visits mean something HAPPENS, even if it’s nothing more than a few more books to the pile. “Giran...” The doc looked up, exhaustion immediately leaving his body. “Could it be… finally?” Hm?

Tomura shared a look with Kurogiri as they followed after him. This was way more of a reaction than usual. “Well, look at him. Moving like he just got a rare drop…” He made sure to keep a safe distance away while they moved towards the hidden entrance to the tunnels. When the Doctor’s THIS excited...

“Giran!” He more or less threw the doors open with all his strength. “Is it here?! Do you have it?!”

“Well, someone’s mighty impatient.” He just smiled, lifting a… large, metal box. Tomura could hear water splashing inside. “It’s not good for your age, you know-”

“Give it here, you fool!” The Doctor practically LUNGED at the thing, arms and legs trembling as he struggled to hold it. “Is it everything? Did you get everything from the site?” He kept muttering to himself while he looked around. “Need to keep it safe, need to keep it- can’t risk dropping it, have to- to…” His manic gaze finally dropped… right on Tomura. Well, shit. “Shigaraki! Come here, help me- no. No, Kurogiri! Get this to the lab, now!” The cloud grunted as the box got dumped into his hands, the Doctor shambling back to the lab, still muttering. “Finally, finally, finally, I knew it’ll come to me, I knew-”

...The hell? He turned to look at Giran. “What the fuck is in that box? And don’t give me any of that confidentiality shit, the Doctor will be yelling it the whole fucking week anyway.”

“Would you get anything useful out of that yelling, though?” Oh, this little- “But fine, it’s not like Garaki asked for it.” He hummed, puffing that cigarette like an asshole he was. “You’re not the kind to watch the news, right?” Tomura gave him a flat look. “Right. Well, two weeks ago, there was a pretty big buzz over a meteor shower. One of them actually made it to Earth, sank into the Pacific not far from Japan. The good doctor there was CONVINCED he’d find something interesting in there, so I got in contact with some people willing to look.”

“Enough backstory already…” Tomura groaned. “Just tell me what the hell’s got the Doctor like that.”

“Can’t tell you for certain.” He shrugged. “All I know is that the moment he saw the list of all the things they fished out, and immediately paid extra to get it here as soon as possible.”

“Of course he fucking did…” He growled, shaking his head. “All the fucking money Sensei left us is going to be wasted on his fucking provision grinding.”

“I certainly can’t complain.” Of course, he didn’t. He’s the one milking it off of them. “Not every day do you get this much money for transporting a few rocks, metal scraps, and a weird sea slug.” He gave Tomura a look. “Though… you know, if you’re finding yourself strapped for money, well… I could certainly think of a few people who could use your particular… talent.” What? Is he really trying to draft him like some cheap- “It could help spread your name around, too.”

“...That so, huh?” It WOULD be better than just sitting here all day… “Well, then I guess you better get me something good, right, Giran?” Tomura smiled again. “You know I HATE crappy Quests…”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He laughed again. “Now, I’d love to stay and chat some more, but business calls.” He waved before turning away from him, “I’ll have something prepared next time I bring the books. That set will be particularly good. Got it straight from Arabia.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” He huffed, then went back to the lab himself. The Doctor was, of course, already busy working on whatever the hell he was crafting in there. The door was glowing faintly, and he could hear the old fart still muttering in there. From here, it didn’t even sound like coherent words. “Kurogiri. Any ideas how much longer until the Doctor’s done?”

The cloud didn’t answer for a while. “I…” Well? He was waiting… “Believe something in those new materials inspired him to start from scratch, Tomura Shigaraki.”

“What?! After all this fucking time, he-” He growled, scratching at himself. “To hell with it. Kurogiri, we’re going out.” Like HELL is he going to deal with this shit with nothing but his laptop! “If we’re staying here for longer, I’m stealing some proper fucking consoles.” He’s going to Decay all those books if he has to!

*****

Another day, another batch of noobs destroyed. Tomura was honestly starting to get bored without anyone to seriously challenge him… He exhaled, leaning back on the couch and looking at the ceiling. “Is something the matter, Tomura Shigaraki?” Kurogiri looked at him over from where he was sorting through the books.

“Yeah, like you can’t figure it out…” He shook his head, then got up. “It’s been… what, eight months since the Doc got that ‘exciting’ package? Nine?” Closer to the latter, since it was already the end of July. He gestured around them. “You see anything different? Anything actually useful? Because I sure as hell don’t!” He turned to glare at the dorm to the main lab. “He’s still sitting there, behind closed doors and doing who the hell knows what at this point…”

“The Doctor is… simply ensuring the work is done properly. Besides, there IS progress-”

“Not because of him, there isn’t!” Tomura had long given up on getting anything useful from him. “I we weren’t going out there and doing Giran’s quests, we’d still be stuck at level one!”

“Is it not desirable?” The hell is he on about? “You are gathering influence to yourself on your own power.” He kept sorting through the books, putting them away on whatever surface he could find. Big chance of THAT helping, Tomura was pretty sure those damn things could just APPEAR under his foot whenever the hell they felt like tripping him. “I should think Master would be pleased by your progress.”

“...Maybe…” He sighed again. Honestly, this whole shit just… at this point, even Giran’s quests got tiring at times. “It’s all just really fucking frustrating, at this point...” He still hated all those stupid smiles on everyone, but… now that he actually got the chance to start wiping them off, it... he expected something more than THIS. “But Sensei always said to be patient…” Even though he felt like he was REALLY fucking patient with the doc.

For what felt the hundredth time, Tomura considered just Decaying the coot and putting a stop to this. But… well, a part of him WAS kind of invested at this point. Besides, where the hell would they even go if he got rid of him? All Might’s stupid team must’ve already busted their other hideouts… Hm? Was that… laughing, he heard? “Yes!” The doc stumbled out, breathing heavily as he cradled something to his chest. “It’s done! Majin is done!“

…Well, shit, he actually did it. “Good for you, doc…” Tomura walked up to him, the Doctor still laughing while his eyes shone with a manic light. “So, where IS that brand new summon of yours, huh?”

“You don’t see- but of course you won’t.” He kept cackling, straightening away, and rising up something in his arms. “Behold! Behold, All Might’s Doom!” Tomura looked, and saw…

On the doctor’s palms, there was a pile of brightly-colored, featureless gunk. If anything, it looked like a wad of chewed-out gum. It was wiggling a bit.

Tomura was going to fucking scream.

*****

It's been a whole day already and Tomura was STILL pissed.

The Doctor had fell asleep more or less the second he made his ‘grand’ announcement, and hasn’t woken up since. He was THIS close to slapping the shit out of him for wasting so much of his time!

He glared again at the pile of gunk currently… fucking… sliding on the floor, leaving a long trail of slime behind it. “All this time. All this fucking work he put into this shit. And THAT’S the best he can do?!” He nudged the thing with his foot. It didn’t even fucking react. “I should’ve known it would end like this!”

“Calm yourself, Tomura Shigaraki.” Kurogiri was the only reason he didn’t Decay both the doc and his ‘masterpiece’ then and there. Tomura was STILL tempted to do so, for all three of them! “The Doctor must’ve had a reason for-”

“A reason.” He snorted. “Yeah, I bet he fucking did.” He crouched down, giving the gunk a closer look. “He probably just went completely crazy after Sensei died.” He reached out towards it. “What the hell is THIS even supposed to do to All Might, huh?! What, will it fucking- ack!” That fucking slime HURT! Acting on instinct, Tomura tightened his grip and swung his arm, throwing the whole pile away and then wiping his hand.

Then, he watched as a whole bunch of dust flew out of his hand. Right. He used all five fingers. “...Ah. Shit.” He didn’t mean to do that… Like- he wasn’t SAD about it, but now the doc is going to be insufferable once he wakes up. “Welp, guess I’m Decaying him after all.” Maybe it was for the best. He already- wait, this shit burned his shirt-

The cloud of dust shuddered in the air. “...Huh?” Tomura blinked, looking at it. “The fuck?” It kept falling, but… not in the way it SHOULD be falling. It’s like- it’s like it was in a funnel or something, all the dust gathering in one place.

And once it did, the pile of dust… shifted. Tomura watched as, very slowly, it… went back to that same annoying color, then… melted together. “...Well then.“ He walked up to the pile of gunk as it resumed its way across the room. “Maybe… We DO have something high-level on our hands…”

*****

“Finally...” Kyuudai rubbed his hands as he applied the last bits of preparation to his ‘test subject.’ “Commencing the first round of testing!” He set Majin on his face with his gloved hands, then backed away. The sugary water SHOULD be enough of an incentive for it to start its work…

“A dead guy, huh?” That ungrateful brat Shigaraki was still there, having enough gall to look UNIMPRESSED! “Really making sure it gets a no-hand-holding tutorial, eh doc?”

“Mock it all you wish.” He doesn’t understand. None of them understand! “Majin is so much more than you could ever imagine.” But he does. Yes, he does. He just needs to see. To ensure THIS part was working correctly. “This is just the beginning. The beginning of something incredible...”

“Yeah, sure, whatever you say.” Oh, that- doesn’t matter. He’ll see soon enough. “So, what’s so impressive about your piece of crap spreading itself over a corpse’s face?”

“It’s not a corpse.” He needed the Quirk Factor in the brain to be intact and fresh. “The man has been in a coma for quite a while. His family had FINALLY made a decision to put him down.” And he had been just WAITING for a chance like this! “It’s a favor for him, really. Now, he’ll become a part of something more.” So much more...

“Well, aren’t you the paragon of Lawful Good-” There! It was starting! Kyudai watched in anticipation as Majin’s acidic slime slowly melted through the man’s head. Almost there. Almost there… “...The hell?”

“Impressed?” He allowed himself to give the brat a smug look. “As I said, you have NO idea what you’re witnessing!” Majin sank a bit lower, getting through the last part of the skull and into the brain. “No idea what it’ll bring…”

The two of them watched in silence until, at last, Majin emerged from the empty remains of the man’s head. “Well, that’s fucking disgusting. I wonder where it got it from…” He trailed off as Kyuudai lifted Majin up again. “Is it… bigger?”

“And so much more than that!” Kyuudai moved towards the machines, putting Majin under one of them while he ran for the screen. It was time… at least, it was time! “Now, let’s see if the procedure REALLY worked…” The machine quickly scanned the DNA, and… “Oh. Oh, yes…” He let out a laugh. “Quirk! Assimilated!”

“...What?” Shigaraki blinked, looking at it again. “It’s… like Sensei?”

“It’s only fair, right?“ He kept smiling, watching his masterpiece slowly slide down to the ground. “They rejected the one who could take them without any pain… let’s see how they’ll like something worse!” And this time, there won’t be a mistake! This time, no injury will stop it! “The Master will have his revenge!” It wasn’t the time yet. Why, the Quirk taken just now was practically useless. How can something with no mind of its own use Hyper Empathy? Still, it was the first. First of very, very many…

“Huh.” Shigaraki hummed, then looked down. Not so smug now, are you, you brat? “Okay, you got me, that’s a pretty OP summon you just got us.” He took one more look at Majin, then… groaned?! “Though… does it HAVE to be PINK?”

Chapter 2: Loading controls

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“Commencing second stage of testing.” Kyuudai put away the syringes he used to deliver additional nutrients, then set the still-twitching Majin inside the testing pen. “Let’s see if it can properly respond to the voice commands.”

Shigaraki grunted. “Seems like something you should check BEFORE you leveled it up, doc… Who knows, if it turns on you, it might actually catch you!”

“Oh, please.” He scoffed. “’Turning on me?’ I didn’t design it to think for itself. Without a commanding presence, it’s ‘will’ amounts to the most basic of instincts.” At least, for now. He loathed playing along with the brat’s fantasies, but Kurogiri’s relative independence had been TOO valuable for him not to instill at least a simple artificial personality into Majin.

But that can come later. For now, Kyuudai looked at the still twitching mass. “Majin.” No reaction yet… “Stop.”And like that, it froze. “To the right.” The entire mass trembled, then lurched to its right. “Back!” He laughed when it started quickly sliding backward, right into the wall. “Yes! Perfect!” He cackled once more. “Rest.” It would seem that affinity for sugar was only needed for the very start, after all-

“Good on you, doc.” He stilled, registering Shigaraki’s hand on his shoulder. “Your great big slime monster isn’t going to turn on you!” Four fingers tapped slowly. No, no, he can’t- “Now, since OUR plan is going so well… it’s about the time you give me Admin rights too… right?”

He growled, then… reluctantly… “...Majin. Those commands always apply. Obey any command by Shigaraki Tomura.” And, before the brat got any ideas. “And don’t EVER let any harm come to EITHER of us, ESPECIALLY from each other.”

“Tch.” The hand pulled back. “Come on, you’re gonna act like I’ll team kill you just like that?” He glared at the brat while he just smiled. “You’re still the one who’s gonna make that slime grow, after all.” His gaze strayed over to Majin. “...To the left.” It… ugh… moved to the left. Shigaraki cackled. “Though that IS a good question. How DO you plan to level it up from here? You got more almost-dead guys stuffed somewhere?”

“Don’t be foolish.” He scoffed, moving to the other side of the pen just in case. “Do you think I would settle for making it assimilate such a useless Quirk if I could choose ANY other one?” He might as well have made one of his scalpels empathetic. “But Majin can grow with ANY proper… material.” To make the point stick, he went for the desk, retrieving the living payload inside. “Like… this, for example.”

“A mouse, huh? Good luck with THAT.” He really wonders at times why exactly he tolerates the cheek from the brat. With Master dead, he had very little use left for him… Well, maybe he’ll deal with that problem later. Once Majin grows more, and he manages to call back that order outside of his earshot... “The way this thing moves, I can really tell you used a slug to craft it.” Perhaps for now, but…

“Oh, you of little faith…” Kyuudai shook his head, then settled the mouse in the pen. The animal was quick to take notice of Majin, it’s mass still trembling as it stood in place. “Let’s see how THIS will work…” The mouse made contact and both it and Majin recoiled from each other, it’s snout already looking irritated by the slime. “Hm...” He had hoped it would start automatically, but fine. “Majin. Eat.”

It started slowly, moving towards the mouse as it kept moving away. The mass began spreading outward, covering more on more of the pen. But even with the recent boost, it was not QUITE enough… “...So?” Oh, that- “Is it actually gonna pull off any new skills? Or are we just gonna watch it until the mouse dies of boredom?”

“Patience, Tomura. Patience.” He didn’t grace him with a look, too busy watching Majin. Once the mouse had evaded it again, Kyuudai saw it go still, shudder, then start moving faster. “You have no idea what else it can do…” It kept trembling as it chased after the mouse, its movements becoming more and more sudden. The flow of its mass more and more disjointed. “For one, you’ll find that its body can be… quite flexible.” Finally, it happened. Be it by speed or pure chance, a part of its main mass partially detached itself from the body, Majin’s movements causing it to shoot off and hit the mouse straight in the torso.

“Hm…” Shigaraki walked a bit closer, watching as Majin froze. Then, the mass started flowing along the newly created tendril and covering the mouse. The animal tried to resist, to claw its way out of the binding, but Kyuudai could already see it succumbing to the digestive acid. “Guess all that goo can be useful, after all…”

He allowed himself a moment of satisfaction seeing the brat’s face before turning back to Majin. The new tendril was still there, swaying slowly as it bent and touched the walls of the pen. He could already see a second one slowly forming out of the main mass. “Find and absorb any other vermin like this you can find around the lab.” He was unlikely to secure another human any time soon, and he needed it to grow as fast as possible.

“Don’t think about leaving the instance, either,” Shigaraki added as if it would mean anything. Majin could not even think of escaping, much less attempt to do so.

*****

Tomura was REALLY glad he made that order, because the pink piece of crap was THIS close to flowing down the sink drain the very next day. “’Basic instincts’, huh?” Granted, he was pretty sure it fell in there by accident, but the point stood. “Might wanna put a bit more points into perception, doc.” He gave up on him ever leveling wisdom.

The old quack wasn’t around to answer. He was busy pretending to be an actual healer up above them, leaving Tomura and Kurogiri alone. “He should be informed, no?” Who apparently decided to be extra stupid today. “Besides, Majin was supposed to be locked in the lab.” Yeah, and it squeezed itself through the keyhole pretty much the moment he left. “That in itself is-”

“Don’t you dare say a single fucking thing to him.” Tomura glared at the cloud. “If he’s got his head too far up his ass to see the obvious, I’m not pointing it out for him.” He turned back to watching Majin, a tendril reaching out and sticking to the wall. “...It grew again.”

“The Doctor did say he’ll have it absorb the rest of the corpse overnight.” Kurogiri followed his gaze as a LOT more of those tendrils followed the first, grasping for the wall and shelves around the sink. “It would seem it did that part admirably.”

“Yeah, no shit.” Tomura grimaced as he slapped away a tendril that got too close. “And it put all those skill points into making more of those annoying pink strings…” He could count at least two dozen of the things. They trembled as they raised the head-sized main body up, Majin slowly crawling up to the ceiling. “How long do you want to bet it’ll be until it-”

One of the tendrils slipped, and Majin proceeded to splatter on the floor directly in front of him. “...Falls down again?” One of these days, Tomura REALLY needs to Decay that cloud…

“...For fuck’s sake…” He shook his head and turned back, not even bothering to watch as it reformed itself. “It’s not enough it leaves this damn slime all over the place, now it has to spread ITSELF out, too… Actually, you know what?” He turned back, just in time to see it try and climb up on the bookshelf. And judging by where one of it’s tendrils was, it was ALSO about to- drop a book on itself.

Yeah, fuck it, he’s finishing it now. “Stop.” It froze. Tomura saw it grow a pair of pulsing, pale… antenna? Whatever they were, it was pointing them right at him. “Keep low to the ground until you grind up the mastery.” It did not move. “...Until you learn how to do this shit correctly.” Still nothing. What the hell is it- ah, right. “...Rest.” THAT got it to react, the tendrils sagging down to the ground while the main body trembled. “Don’t give me that shit. I’m not wasting time watching you.”

“It might be wise to block all the drains, just in case.” Damn it, Kurogiri had a point. Who the hell knows what kind of escape routes it’s gonna find by accident…

But, at least it wasn’t HIS mess to clean up. “You know, that’s a GREAT idea, Kurogiri! How about you go and do that, then? Be useful every once in a while.” He sure as hell wasn’t doing it. He was NOT losing any more free time. Giran’s quests and Doctor’s everything spoiled enough of it as is. Ugh… it was just so damn tiring-

Something cold and slimy brushed against his leg. “Hey, what the-” Majin was there, the antenna pointed at him while a bunch of those arms- “What the hell do YOU think you’re doing!?” He growled, Majin shuddering as the antenna retreated into the main body. “Get the hell out!” All the arms shot out to do just that, dragging the main body along the floor... and doing a damn good job at it as it started to slide on the slime.

“Hm.” Kurogiri watched as it frantically reached out to try and stop itself, all the arms wiggling like mad to try and latch onto anything it could. “It’d seem it can already move quite fast with that slime.”

“Yeah, I’m sure it does.” He rolled his eyes, trying to get the white gunk off his leg. “And it’ll make sure to cover EVERYTHING else in it while it does it.” He shook it off his hand. “At least it’s not burning anymore.” He had no idea what had changed, and he didn’t care. He was just glad THAT problem was done with. “Now, I THOUGHT I just told you to do something. So, how about you take a page out of Majin’s book and move your misty ass?”

Kurogiri nodded. “...As you wish, Tomura Shigaraki.” There we go. Tomura was getting tired of being watched like an escort NPC.

He walked back to his setup, making sure not to step on any of the slime. Majin had been putting those tendrils on just about everything it could reach, poking, pulling, and picking things up like its life depended on it. “...You better not get any of this slime on my gear, you hear me?” He glared at the thing. “I WILL find some way to make Decay stick if you brick my shit.”

If it heard him, it made no sign of it, too occupied with its current job. It reached out with a few arms, glued them to the floor, then, with a tremble, pulled the rest of itself forward. Tomura watched as it slid again, this time much more slowly. Then, it did so again. And again, this time faster. “...Why the hell do I even bother?” He shook his head, then went back to his games. It felt like the one damn thing that made him feel better nowadays.

...ESPECIALLY when he heard another splatter, followed by a sound of a whole bunch of books falling down. Tomura let out a deep exhale, then kept going for the consoles.

*****

“It’s on the ceiling again.” Tomura gave Majin a very careful look. “I thought I told it to keep to the ground yesterday…”

“Until it learned how to move, yes.” Kurogiri followed his gaze. “All signs point to that condition being complete.”

Tomura hummed, watching it VERY carefully. The arms definitely weren’t shaking as much as they did yesterday, but you can never know with this damn thing... “It’ll still drip that crap everywhere.” He looked directly under it. “On top of THIS new environmental hazard…” A bunch of extra-long, paler tendrils were hanging freely right below it, dragging on the floor as it moved. “What the hell is it even doing with those-”

Majin suddenly stopped. Those longer tendrils rose up, then started slowly moving in one particular direction. “...Guess we’re about to see.” They stopped at… a wall. One of them started melting through, while all the other ones kept... feeling the wall out? “What?” He looked to the main body. “Found something in-” The longer arms turned the same color as the rest of it. Tomura heard a faint squeak inside the wall, followed by the arm getting pulled inside the main body, dragging a squeaking furry payload with it.

“A rat.” Yeah, he noticed. “Doctor’s own orders must still be in effect.” The old coot better not have given himself a higher rank than Tomura… “It is rather convenient. They were starting to become a bit of a problem. Drawn to all the food left lying around.” He say like it’s not HIS job to clean it up…

Though… “You know, Majin could help out with THAT, too.” He glared at it again. “Instead of going just for rats and whatever sweets we get.” THOSE got its aggro damn near instantly. Not even an hour ago, it snatched a whole bottle of soda right out of Tomura’s hands and stuffed itself inside. Didn’t even bother with the cap, it just melted right through. “...Yeah. Yeah, you WILL help.“ He looked at it again. “Hey! Go and melt any food you find lying around!”

It started moving, already spreading out the longer tendrils to look for- “It might be wise to specify what KIND of food it should seek, Tomura Shigaraki.” Huh? The hell is Kurogiri on about NOW? “We can’t know what IT considers to be food.”

Tomura blinked, then turned back to Majin just in time to see it pick up a book, the cover already sizzling. “…Nothing’s ever easy with this piece of crap…” He sighed. “Hey!” He reached out and… ugh… caught one of its arms with four fingers.

It was disgusting. Wet, squishy, and swollen like a waterlogged sponge. And the MOMENT Majin registered him doing that, it instantly tried to pull it free, wiggling under his fingers like a worm. “Nope. No moving.” It froze. Okay, shit, how the hell is he even supposed to input the command right… how about… if it could find sweets this easily, it had to be able to smell… “Eat only things that smell like- “ Wait, no, if he says ‘shit’ it’d probably try to get in the bathroom. ”...Smell awful. And only around the main rooms.” That should be good enough. He certainly isn’t giving any more time to thinking about this shit. “Rest.”

The arm he was holding went slack. Tomura let it slide out of his grip while it tried to keep moving… only for the book in its arms to open. It stopped, then some of the arms turned to examine it. Tomura watched as it first moved the covers, then reached inside and messed with the pages using its- “Oh? And what’s THIS?” There, at the end of the arm, he saw… “Last I checked, it didn’t have CLAWS.” Very small claws, sure. But they were still there, looking pretty sharp. Majin tried to use them to turn the pages, usually tearing them out completely instead.

“That WOULD explain how it got so good at staying in the air.” Kurogiri hummed while looking at Majin. “The doctor will be pleased to know it’s developing well.”

“Yeah.” He huffed. “Getting more and more annoying by the hour.” Now he’ll get to deal with scratch marks on top of the slime… “Well, whatever, it’s not my problem. Just don’t scratch ME with those, and you’re free to do whatever.” He waved it off, then went back to play something.

*****

Tomura Shigaraki sat at the table, consumed by the game. It was optimal. It meant he was not in danger. “Getting 100% in those is always such a fucking hassle.” He let out another groan. Kurogiri noted that he had been making more of those as of late. “You always have to do the most inane shit...”

“Nothing is forcing you to do them all the moment they’re unlocked, Tomura Shigaraki.” Kurogiri had found that Tomura Shigaraki responds well when his complaints are addressed. “You can continue with the story to break the monotony.”

“Nah.” Tomura Shigaraki waved the offer off. “It’s better to get it all over first. Get stronger to steamroll the story mode. REALLY start beating the shit out of those Yakuza has-beens. And at least then I’ll know I’ll never have to touch fucking mahjong again…” Tomura Shigaraki growled. “Now… the disco. That minigame’s a real pain in the ass, but it’s faster than the real estate bullshit…” Kurogiri could not answer. He had little experience in such matters, even after all the years of ensuring Tomura Shigaraki was safe.

So, instead, he watched passively as Tomura Shigaraki played, the music from the game echoing across the stone tunnels of the hideout through the open doors of the room. At some point, it was joined by another sound. Kurogiri turned towards the entrance to the room, just to see Majin approaching.

It had grown quite adept with its numerous arms, sometimes going as far as to swing on them to cover more distance. And that’s WITHOUT taking into account the times it slid on its slime. Currently, all those skills were carrying it right towards Tomura Shigaraki’s room.

It didn’t seem to be doing anything meaningful so far. Simply lingering around the doors. Then, Kurogiri saw one of its arms begin to tap on the floor, soon joined by a few more. Clumsily at first, it eventually managed to match the rhythm of the music. Its main body started swaying lightly, too.

Still, it did not enter the room, so Kurogiri saw no reason to alert Tomura Shigaraki of its presence. The bizarre movements didn’t seem to be threatening.

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“Finally got a new guy, huh, doc?” Tomura whistled, watching as Majin hovered over its newest soon-to-be meal. “Took you a while.”

“I already told you, you brat, the opportunity to get something like this without arousing any suspicion is NOT easy!” The Doctor snapped back, even giving him a glare! Tomura was almost impressed! “Though, I don’t suppose YOU would understand how crucial it is to maintain-”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say.” He rolled his eyes. “Just figured with how ‘good’ of a healer you are, it wouldn’t take a whole week for you to fuck someone else up.” Oooh, looks like he struck a nerve! The old coot was straight up grinding his teeth! Well, as fun as it was, he was actually kind of curious… “So, what did this guy in, anyway? He doesn’t look all THAT bad compared to the last one…”

The doc worked his mouth for a bit, trying and failing to hit back with something, before he finally huffed. “...Smoke inhalation. A case serious enough that it won’t be terribly unusual if he… suddenly got worse. And he has very few relatives to miss him, since you’re SO eager to poke your nose into my matters…”

“So they’re YOUR matters, are they?” He drawled, giving him an unamused look. “Funny that, I don’t see YOU going out there and making sure people remember us.” Hell, if it weren’t for him, Giran would probably move to a different Guild the second the doc stopped buying the crafting components…

“What do I care for some inane reputation?” He scoffed. Yeah, that’s why he was just the Support for Sensei… “All that matters is the result. All that matters is that All Might-”

“And after THAT’S done for...” Tomura reminded him. “I’ll be taking Majin out with me to help me succeed, Sensei.” Majin stopped when he said those words, all those arms perking up slightly. “It might have his powers, but SOMETHING tells me it won’t quite pull it off by itself.” And, because he was getting tired of arguing with the quack… “ESPECIALLY if you stand there yapping instead of doing your part,” Doc growled under his breath, then VERY insistently turned to look at Majin again.

It had been examining the guy for a bit now. Tomura could see those weird pale antennas sticking out of its main body again while it slowly poked at it. Tomura had… WAY too fucking many opportunities to watch how it acted usually, and it was the first time he’s ever seen it so… hesitant. “Right. Still need to give a command.” The Doctor clicked his tongue. “Majin. Get the Quirk.”

It tensed, then the antenna retreated back into the body while one of the arms reached out towards the head, aiming for… “The nose?” It stuck into one hole, Tomura watching as it more and more of its length made its way inside. “Really? What the hell was wrong with going straight through like with the other-” The man twitched once while Maijn tensed even more, the arms getting pulled back into the main body. All the machines the guy was plugged into went quiet. “Huh. Speed, apparently.” Will the Doc wonder why it decided to go for something different, or-

Suddenly, Majin started trembling, then completely lost its shit. Tomura watched as the body suddenly squirmed and all the arms damn near liquified, the whole mass dropping on the corpse. “Ah. Yes, I suppose it’s the Quirk kicking in.”

Tomura blinked, then looked at him. “The hell kind of Quirk did that guy have, anyhow?” He didn’t see any mutations on him to tell…

“Tactile Analysis.” The Doctor read through the papers. “General information about anything that makes contact with the user’s skin.“ He kept looking at Majin as it slowly reformed itself, still trembling. “Like, for example, a person’s Quirk.” Ah. Yeah, Tomura could see why THAT would be useful…

...For someone who has the brains to use it… “So, finally noticed, huh, Doc? And here I was, wondering if you were ever going to pass that check…”

“Yes, yes, yuck it up, you brat.” He glared at him. “But even once I give it a proper artificial personality, all your fantasies are still just that.” ...Well, fuck him, never mind then. That’s what he gets for assuming he’s actually good at anything. “Majin will still obey…” He groaned. “...Our... every command.”

“Yeah, I’m sure it will.” Tomura rolled his eyes, then looked at the pile of goo in question. It was currently giving very careful pokes to everything around it, flinching at each contact. The new Quirk must’ve REALLY kicked its ass, since it still sagged. “Well? What are you waiting for? Go and eat the rest of him already.“ And NOW, it perks up again, a bunch of arms already wrapping around his head as it started pulling.

*****

...Okay, all this squeaking is officially getting pretty fucking annoying… “For fucks sake…” He looked up at the ceiling. “What the hell’s the hold up? Will you eat the damn thing or not?”

This time around, Majin didn’t really make any big changes to its build with all those extra skill points, just adding to what was already there. All the arms weren’t just string-thin anymore, now looking more like tentacles as they and the main body flowed more naturally together. One of those was currently holding a rat by the head, completely ignoring the thing, losing its shit and trying to escape. “It appears to be examining it for something, Tomura Shigaraki.”

“It could at least hold its damn muzzle shut…” He growled, walking under it and slapping the nearby hanging tentacle. It still had those claws, now longer and more clearly visible. “Hey! You heard me-” The tentacle rose it towards him.

On the underside of it, near the tip, Tomura saw… something. A whole bunch of that pink goo was slowly gathering itself in one place, making a weird, round lump. Every once in a while, Majin would stop, shift the rat a bit, and then the lump would squirm a bit. “...Well, then. What’s this supposed to be?” Tomura hummed, then properly checked how exactly Majin was holding the thing. The tentacle was wrapped around the rat’s head, covering it’s…

The lump bubbled and squirmed one last time, then… very slowly opened. Majin lurched, then its grip slipped, and it fell to the floor again. “It seems more consistent.“ What, THAT’S what he focuses on? “Before, a fall like this would make it splatter.” Well, yeah, but there was some other shit happening right now.

The tentacle kept trembling as it rose, the… eye at its tip opening again. The whole thing was pitch black, with only a single golden pinprick right at the end. At least, it WAS a pinprick at first, but the moment the eye properly opened, it became a wide, golden ring. “What?” Tomura gave it his ‘best’ smile. “See something interesting, Majin?” The whole body trembled as it slithered back, the tentacle with the eye swinging everywhere, while like six others made their own copies. “It’s about time you got THAT figured out…“

“I don’t believe it’s listening.” Yeah, he noticed. “It seems… occupied.” More like it was losing its shit, all the tentacles switching between looking all over and trying to move it. Tomura saw it flinch at first, whenever the eyes hit the floor, but in no time at all, they started sinking into the main mass just before that happened.

“You don’t say.” He huffed. “Well, whatever, maybe it’ll be busy watching pain try and finally give us some rest.” ...Actually… “...Or maybe… watching something else.” He turned on the TV, Majin’s new eyes instantly shooting towards it. “Yeah… come here, let’s see what we got…” If it got it to stay in one place, it might just… but what CAN he even- oh. “...Yeah…” Tomura gave Majin a look. It’s… not QUITE there, but if it decides to take some inspiration… “Here, have one of those to occupy you.” And if it doesn’t, at least it’ll be fun to watch it squirm… He put on the movie, and backed away, Majin’s eyes instantly shooting to the screen.

“That is… quite the movie, Tomura Shigaraki.” Kurogiri hummed as he saw the snow of the Antarctic, and a crazy Norwegian shooting at a dog from a helicopter. “Are you quite sure it’s-”

“Look, it’s about the time it got into the right mindset.” He moved away to play his games. “Besides, it’ll get it out of our hair for a while.” He shook his head. “I swear, what did Doc PUT in there to make it so annoying…” He kicked a book aside. It was one of those weird-ass, leatherbound ones the old coot started getting by the end. Tomura never really liked them. The weird, screaming faces on the covers were giving him the creeps.

*****

“...Maybe we shouldn’t…” Well, fuck him, it actually worked! Majin was still there, five or so eyes glued to the screen and the whole form trembling slightly as it watched the movie’s ending. Looks like someone’s got spooked, huh?

The tentacles took turns looking between the two survivors, trying to figure out something that stumped way smarter people for centuries. “...If you’re worried about me-”

“If we’ve got any surprises for each other… I don’t think we’re in much shape to do anything about it…” The other tentacles weren’t sitting still either, lifting the whole body on top of the couch. Not the first time it got there, judging by the claw marks... “...Why don’t we just… wait here for a little while. See what happens...”

And like that, it was over, the screen fading to black as the facility burnt down. “So?” Majin leaped off the couch, eyes pointing at Tomura. He felt himself grin. “How’d you like THIS, huh?” It looked at him for a moment, then… Tomura felt something big, cold, and slimy slam into him, damn near knocking him on his ass. “Oh, for fucks sake, it actually did like it...” Why else would it fucking bounce like that?! “Get- get the-!” He pushed, but not even Decay got it to stop clinging to him, eyes shining even as it quickly detached the parts turning to dust. “Kurogiri!”

“...What am I to do, exactly?” That smug-

“More than you’re doing right now, you stupid cloud! Now get the hell off!” He FINALLY gave the right command for Majin to drop aggro, only to see it catch itself and turn back to him. And… looking at all the slime around- fuck, has it been running around the whole damn room while the movie was on?! “Okay, fuck, new plan. We’re not fucking making you MORE hyper. Go fucking...” What the hell can he do to distract it… “Go look at the rest of the lab, see if you find something to occupy you.” Half-assed, but good enough for now. It certainly got it to leave, at least. “Ugh…” He looked at himself, completely covered in that slime. “Looks like that dialogue choice was fucked…”

“I suppose it depends on your understanding of it,” Kurogiri noted. “You did get two hours of peace.”

“Yeah, and now it’s going to make up for all that lost time.” He growled, then shook his head. “Fuck it, I’m getting a shower.” Like hell is he doing ANYTHING while covered in this shit…

A few minutes later, and a quick reminder that Doc apparently doesn’t give a shit about heating, Tomura was sitting on the slightly-shredded couch, controller in hand. “Okay, while it’s bust, let’s see what I can do…” He skipped past a long list of games to find one he’d actually like. That’s the trouble with stolen consoles, you always get a shitload of crap and kiddy shit to go along with it-

There was a noise by the door. “It appears Majin is back.” Oh for… “With some… alterations.” Tomura didn’t bother looking, just focused on the game. He heard some VERY shaky, wet footsteps slowly coming closer. He still refused to look. He was NOT giving that piece of gunk the satisfaction.

Tomura kept playing when he saw a flash of pink in the corner of his vision, then kept playing more when he heard something stumble right in front of him, hitting the floor with a wet squelch. “Not interested, whatever it is.” A tentacle rose up to block his vision, looking at him with a shine in its eye. Tomura moved to the side so it won’t block his vision. “Still not interested.” The tentacle sagged, eye looking down… then stopping when it saw-

“Oh, fuck that!” He pulled the controller out of its range, then glared down at Majin. “Don’t even THINK about getting any slime on my gear, or I swear I’ll…” He trailed off, registering what he was looking at. “...You make for a shit dog.” Seriously, it was still pink. And gooey. And clearly had a bunch of extra Majin sticking out here and there.

The tentacle sank into the ‘dog’ as it slowly shambled to turn towards him. The ‘head’ was just the eyes on a muzzle-shaped lump. At least, it WAS, until it split open. “Yeah, yeah, I watched that movie, too.” He rolled his eyes. “Try that again when you figure out how teeth work.” It closed its head, narrowed its eyes, then turned its back to him. Perfect, he can go back to playing.

Tomura expected it to leave pretty soon after that. Get it offended or something. But instead, Majin just… sat there, staring at the screen. At some point, it stretched out a tentacle again, eye looking right at him controller. “Remember what I said…”

“I don’t believe it’s aiming to touch it, Tomura Shigaraki.” Riiiight, sure it isn’t…. “It seems to be merely watching you play. It appears to be enjoying the spectacle.”

Tomura grunted, then glanced at Majin for a second. The eyes on the ‘dog’ did seem to be focused on the action… Hm… “Well, we'd better make sure it gets a good show, huh?” Tomura finished the match; the noob he was up against barely any challenge, then went for the Fatality. It was one of those GOOD ones, too. At least he can get some fun from THAT. That match was barely worth the effort. Where the hell were all the GOOD players…

Majin kept watching, even as the kill got… creative. Tomura smiled as it squirmed, uut… huh, look at that. It never STOPPED watching, no matter how far it went… “Hm…” And when it stopped, and went to the score screen, Majin blinked, then looked back at him. And the controller. “What? Want to watch some more?” Its eyes lit up, the whole mass wiggling. “...Well, at least your taste isn’t shit.” He was gonna keep going no matter what it said. He’s not giving up until he gets a good opponent.

*****

audioVisualService: UserTS remaining motionless; Faint breathing detected;

logicController: Noted resemblance to object.food.tasty;

emotionArray: [anticipation, impatience, hesitance];

quirkControler.activate(hyperEmpathy);

hyperEmpathy.gatherTo(UserTS,emotionArray);

emotionArray: [fatigue, faint annoyance, faint dissatisfaction, faint discomfort];

logicController.check(UserTS.state.current == state.sleep);

logicController: true;

quirkControler.deactivate(hyperEmpathy);

memoryDBService.get(UserTS.state.sleep.length.avg());

memoryDBService: 5h;

memoryDBService.add(timeToPlay,5h);

memoryDBService: Entry added successfully;

bodyController.moveTo(lab.tvRoom);

audioVisualService: No additional movement detected; No unexpected noises detected; No food.bad detected;

bodyController.moveTo(object.console);

audioVisualService: Object rectangular; No noise detected; No light detected;

DIRECTIVE: “Don’t even THINK about getting any slime on my gear!”

logicController.analyze(DIRECTIVE);

logicController: bodyPart.claw.state == state.notSlimy;

body.Part pressClaw = BodyController.add(bodyPart.claw).to(arm[7,8]).where(claw.length *= 3);

bodyController: Generation successful;

memoryDBService.getRelevant(object.console);

memoryDBService: Object.tv.state == ‘active’ must be ’true’;

memoryDBService: UserTS pressed object.console.upperButton to change object.console.state to ‘active’;

memoryDBService: UserTS pressed object.remote.upperButton to change object.tv.state to ‘active’;

bodyController.interact(object.console.upperButton).with(pressClaw);

Syntax error.

bodyController.interact(object.console.upperButton).with(pressClaw[0]);

Syntax error.

emotionArray: [annoyance];

bodyController.interact(object.console.upperButton).with(this.pressClaw[0]);

audioVisualService: Object.console creating light; Object.console creating noise;

bodyController.interact(object.remote.upperButton).with(this.pressClaw[1]);

audioVisualService: Light.state == state.hight; Noise.state == state.high;

logicController: WARNING! High chance to change state of [Master, UserTS, OlderModel] to ‘awake’;

emotionArray: [surprise, panic, shame]

bodyController.interact(object.remote.noiseDownButton).with(this.pressClaw[1]);

audioVisualService: Noise.state == state.low;

logicController: No further danger detected;

emotionArray: [relief, anticipation, giddiness];

bodyController.cheer();

bodyController.moveTo(object.couch);

bodyController.pickUp(object.controller);

DIRECTIVE: “Don’t even THINK about getting any slime on my gear!”

emotionArray: [annoyance];

logicController.analyze(DIRECTIVE);

logicController: More pressClaw required;

memoryDBService: UserTS uses 10 bodyPart.fingers to interact with object.controller;

bodyController.duplicate(this.pressClaw,5);

bodyController: Generation successful;

bodyController.pickUp(object.controller);

bodyController: Object.controller.state == state.unweildy;

emotionArray: [impatience, eagerness];

gameController = bodyController.interact(object.controller).with(this.pressClaw[0:9]);

audioVisualService: Games added on screen;

logicController.pickFrom(games);

Processing.

emotionArray: [indecision, hesitance, inexperience];

logicController: Error: Could not reach conclusion. Not enough data;

audioVisualService.sort(games);

audioVisualService: Games sorted by visual appeal;

bodyController.pick(Games[0]);

audioVisualService: Object.screen.state changed; Text detected on object.screen;

memoryDBService.read(object.screen.text);

memoryDBService: Matching object.screen.text to memory[“Japanese”];

memoryDBService: Warning: Not all words known;

memoryDBService: “Welcome, to the world of [unkown]! My name is Professor [unkown], though everybody calls me the [unknown] professor!”;

gameController.proceed();

audioVisualService: More text detected on object.screen;

memoryDBService: Text recognized as game introduction;

emotionArray: [excited, impatient, highly interested.];

memoryDBService: “But, before we start, there’s something I need to know.”

audioVisualService: Two humans shown on screen.

memoryDBService: “Are you a boy? Or a girl?”

emotionArray: [confused, unsure];

logicController.pickFrom([boy,girl]);

Processing.

logicController: Error. Could not reach conclusion. Not enough data.

memoryDBService.get([boy,girl]):

memoryDBService: [null,null];

emotionArray: [unsure, panicked];

audioVisualService.match(this,screen);

audioVisualService: Looking at body.current and the provided images.

audioVisualService: Body.current != image.girl;

audioVisualService: Body.current != image.boy;

audioVisualService: Error: No match to either category found;

logicController: Definition for [boy,girl] required;

emotionArray: [hesitant, yearning, bored];

audioVisualService: image.girl.appeal > image.boy.appeal;

gameController.pick(image.girl);

memoryDBService: “Ah, so you’re a girl, is that correct?”

emotionArray: [unsure, surprised, awkward];

logicController: Noted abnormal importance given to the choice;

audioVisualService: Noted object.phone on the table.

memoryDBService: UserTS uses object.phone to retrieve information.

body.Part phoneClaws = BodyController.add(bodyPart.claw,5).to(arm[9]).where(claw.length *= 3);

bodyController: Generation successful;

phoneController = bodyController.interact(object.phone).with(this.phoneClaws[0:4]);

phoneController.search([boy,girl]);

phoneController: Warning: Writing mistakes due to state.unwieldy;

audioVisualService: Object.phone corrected spelling.

audioVisualService: Object.phone.screen showing many images of near identical objects.

audioVisualService: object.boy.color == blue;

audioVisualService: object.girl.color == pink;

audioVisualService: Name for [boy,girl] == “sex”;

logicController: object.girl.color == this.body.color;

emotionArray: [satisfied, sure];

memoryDBService.add(sex,’girl’);

gameController.confirm();

memoryDBService: “Perfect! Then, how about you tell us your name?”;

gameController.enter(‘Majin’);

gameController: Warning: Writing mistakes due to state.unwieldy;

memoryDBService: “Mina? Is that really your name?”;

emotionArray: [impatient, excited];

logicController: Name == closeEnough;

memoryDBService: “In that case, welcome to the world of [unknown], Mina! I hope you’re prepared for an excellent adventure!“

bodyController.cheer();

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“Ugh…” Damn it… where the hell is that phone… Tomura didn’t actually dust it, right? He would’ve probably felt the shock if he did… “Of all the fucking times, it HAD to get lost on the ONE day I’m supposed to wake up early…“ Fuck Giran and fuck his morning quests...

“Well, you still managed to wake up on time.” Don’t sound TOO surprised there, Kurogiri… “There is no reason to be upset.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He waved it off. “Whatever the hell you say.” It didn’t make it any less of a pain in the ass, though… He got it. He really did. Sensei always said it won’t be easy and shit, it’s just… Tomura sighed, scratching at his neck. Killing those NPCs had been fun for a while, but nowadays even that’s…

“Is something troubling you, Tomura Shigaraki?” Fuck, of course the stupid cloud would notice… “There seems to be more there than just fatigue.”

“Keep your fucking questions to yourself, Kurogiri.” He growled, then shook his head. “I’m fucking fine.” It didn’t matter. None of it mattered. He was going to go out there and do shit. This was what Sensei trained him for. This is what his main Quest was supposed to be. This is what he wants to be. ~~…Right?~~

Tomura stopped, the silence of the early morning suddenly interrupted by a quiet noise. Normally, he wouldn’t give a shit, but it came from… “...What the hell is that pink piece of shit doing in the gaming room?!” He sped through the lab, hands already itching to Decay it, several fucking times over if he had to make the point stick!

The door to the room slammed open, revealing… “Oh?” He narrowed his eyes. “So, THAT’S how you want to do it, huh?” The room LOOKED empty, but Tomura KNEW what he heard… “What, think I won’t notice just ‘cause you went into stealth?” He COULD make it come out right now, but… he figured he might have some FUN with this… “Don’t leave this room, Majin. We are having a fucking TALK when I find you!”

“Still, it’s… a remarkable try, all things considered.” Kurogiri stepped after him, looking over the room. “There’s barely any slime here. And none on any of your devices.”

“There’s none NOW!” He picked up the controller, examining it closely. “Who the hell knows what kind of debuffs it managed to put on it while I was sleeping?” He didn’t SEE anything, but… “What the hell did it even play, huh?!” He walked up to the TV. It didn’t even have the time to turn off the console, so he could actually check-

...Seriously? Of all the fucking games, it went for this shit? It’s not even the best fucking part of that series he HAD on there. And now his account is forever going to show he spent four hours on it-

Wait. Hold the fuck up. Tomura blinked, then properly looked at what was happening on the screen. “...It got over halfway through the game in just four hours?” Well, this just got… interesting. “...Majin. Wherever you are, come the hell out now.”

Slowly, a whole lot of pink squirmed its way from under the couch, none of the tentacles looking his way. “Rest.” It trembled slightly, still not looking at him. “Well? What are you waiting for, huh?” He found a relatively dry spot on the couch, then gave it a measured look. “You’ve got a battle to win, right?” One of the tentacles FINALLY looked up, the eye sending him a confused look. “So, finish it.”

It kept looking at him as it slowly reached for the controller, as if expecting him to jump and dust it at any time. Which he WAS still considering, but… he wanted to check something first. “Tomura Shigaraki.” Oh for… “Giran’s operation-”

“Can wait until the important part’s done.” He waved it off, still watching Majin. “This... might just prove worth my time, Kurogiri…” Its team was shit, obviously. But, there WAS some logic in it. Tomura could see a few members being made to cover each other’s weaknesses. Hell, the damn thing was even smart enough to use stat-changing moves.

It really wasn’t long until it managed to win, even with its claws shaking the whole time and fucking up the inputs. “...Hm. So, it can play a kid’s game. How about that?” The tentacle looking at him tilted, eye narrowing. “What’s that look for, huh? Expected some praise or something?” He got up from the couch, hand reaching towards it. “Because it’d take a whole lot more than THAT weak shit to impress me.” The eye widened, Majin slowly moving away from him-

“Shigaraki.” Damn it, what the hell is THAT old coot doing here? Weren’t geriatrics supposed to sleep for a long-ass time? “Are you REALLY wasting my time for something like this? Taking Majin out of the lab just for your inane games?” If the pile of goo trembled when Tomura found it, now it was completely petrified. “Majin. Come with me. Now.”

Its whole body trembled, before the tentacles sagged, all the eyes looking down as it crawled towards him. “Oh, so NOW you decide to do shit off-cooldown, huh? Where was all that haste a few months ago, huh, Doc?”

“Majin requires constant inspection to ensure proper development.” He growled back, narrowing his eyes. “You dragging it off to indulge in some…” He trailed off, then scoffed. “Whatever it is you think you’re doing, only risks all the time and effort I put into ensuring the success of… our plan.” He didn’t wait for Tomura to reply, just walking off while Majin slowly stumbled after him.

“Sure…” He rolled his eyes. “Whatever you need to tell yourself.” He can go off to do whatever it is he needs to do with Majin; Tomura will get plenty of chances to… do some experiments of his own. “...We need to get a new controller.” He mused to Kurogiri. “This one’s broken.”

“Majin did not seem to make any kind of-”

“This one.” He repeated, so the stupid cloud will get it. “Is broken. I’m not using it.”

“...So it is, Tomura Shigaraki.” There we go. Now, he’ll HAVE to pick a second one up… as soon as he finishes that pain in the ass quest…

Tomura still saved Majin’s game while he was leaving. He’s an asshole, not an animal.

*****

This has certainly been an… unexpected development. “You’re getting bots until you get good. I won’t have you and your skill issues tank my rank, and YOU’RE not getting one until you prove to me it’d be worth my time.” Tomura Shigaraki glared down at Majin. “So, get moving, Majin. We don’t have a whole day…”

The creature itself appeared somewhat confused, too. Its mass was currently settled in one place, only two tentacles to hold the controller and two more growing directly upwards, paler and with eyes turned to the screen and Tomura Shigaraki, respectively. “...Didn’t you hear what I said? Move your…” Tomura Shigaraki trailed off, looking down at it. “…Whatever it is you use as an ass.”

“I’m fairly certain it does not need to perform those functions, Tomura Shigaraki.” Either way, it did not seem Majin was eager to answer either way the eye looking at Tomura Shigaraki trailed off and turned towards the wall.

“Not the point, Kurogiri.” He waved him off. “The point is, the damn thing needs to think fast if it wants to pull it off- Hey! Where the hell are you looking? Eyes on the screen, both of them!“ It tensed again, the tentacle snapping back. “Besides, if it’s THAT important, just make another tentacle.”

Majin seemed to take his advice, another limb growing out and stretching somewhere, the rest of its body shrinking to compensate. “There, is it this hard? Now, back to the important shit.” He started explaining, Kurogiri letting it pass beneath his notice as he kept observing the tentacle.

That one had also turned pale, moving in one specific direction, only stopping every once in a while to adjust. It’d seem it had found itself another meal, then. “Pick a Mid Laner. Won’t have to rely on some stupid NPC for support. Don’t care which one.” And it seems to be doing as Tomura Shigaraki instructs, too. The tension slowly faded from its body as it registered he was not planning to Decay it.

Finally, it stopped near the wall, doing its usual routine of melting a hole in it and sliding the tentacle through. What happened AFTERWARDS, however, was… again, somewhat unexpected. “No, not this one. I told you to go for Mid Lane, not an ADC-” There was a squeak, followed by a loud, wet crunch. “Hm? The hell did you…” The tentacle pulled out, and… ”Ah. You figured out how to do mouths.” Majin’s seeing tentacles turned to look at him, the eye seeming to glow as it perked up.

Indeed, the tentacle right under the eye had been split vertically, both sides lined with large, sharp teeth which were currently biting into a rat. It didn’t seem to be connected to anything else in Majin’s body. Just a cavity to hold its prey while it digested it. Kurogiri saw it hold there for a moment before it bit down harder, another crunch sounding off across the room. “Though… Perhaps sticking to acid would be better. Less mess and such.” The blood and… other remains were already falling to the floor.

“Better get to cleaning that mess then, Kurogiri.” Tomura Shigaraki had already grown tired of the spectacle, turning back to the screen. “If I step into it…”

“Of course, Tomura Shigaraki.” He moved to get the right supplies, while Majin’s extended tentacle went back to the rest of the body. It seemed to sag slightly, as if it expected a bigger reaction. Though it had quickly passed when it turned to look at the game.

Kurogiri could not hear the rest of their conversation as he left the room. Perhaps it was for the better. He was unlikely to understand it, anyway. Still, he was… glad to see Tomura Shigaraki had something to occupy his mind.

He had been growing more and more restless as the months went by. Back at the start, it could be somewhat assuaged by Giran’s requests. But over time, the satisfaction he received from those turned to indifference, then to more fatigue. Kurogiri could not truly recall the time he saw Tomura Shigaraki this… animated than when he saw Majin at that console.

He didn’t have much idea where this could lead. Matters like this were beyond him. Still, his duty was to ensure Tomura Shigaraki’s well-being, physical and emotional. And if his new activity with Majin was helping with the latter, he had no reason to protest. “HEY! Don’t touch the cat! DON’T TOUCH THE FUCKING CAT!”

*****

“Well?” Tomura watched as Majin narrowed its eye, looking at the tips of its tentacles. “You’re gonna do something, or not?”

The eye narrowed again, its pink mass rippling before it paled. “Yeah, I get that you can do that.” Tomura rolled his eyes. “But I said to make yourself NOT pink, not ‘different shade of pink’.” He tilted his head, still waiting. “So? Can you? Maybe brown or yellow or something? Fuck, even green would do.” Anything’s better than PINK...

The tentacles kept trembling for a while, but proceeded to do fuck all besides that. Majin eventually let out a weird, full-body shudder as it dropped the tentacles, the eyes looking down. “I believe that’s supposed to be a ‘no’.”

“Yeah, Kurogiri, I got that much.” He growled. It was worth a try, at least… “Okay, fuck it, fine. Maybe it’ll figure this shit out later.” Okay, so if that’s not gonna be a thing, then… “What about the other thing, then? Or will I need to Decay you again for scratching my phone?” The way this thing was glued to it those past few days, it was an RNG wonder that it only happened once.

THAT question got it to perk up again, that’s for- “HEY!” Tomura backed away as it shoved a tentacle into his face. “Get the fuck away! What the hell are you doing?” He glared at it again, but it seemed to completely ignore it as it kept the tentacle raised, the eye on it shining as it wiggled and… “Oh? Well, it looks better, at least…”

Four more, shorter tentacles grew out of the sides of the main one, flailing a bit before Majin got them under control. Tomura watched as another tentacle came in to have a closer look, the ‘hand’ slowly twisting itself into- “No, no, you need to get it right for this shit!” He stepped closer, spreading his own fingers. “I’m not buying you a specialty controller, so do something like this or don’t waste my time.”

The ‘hand’ moved closer to his own as Majin leaned forward. A quick growl from Tomura made it stop just before it actually made contact. The ‘fingers’ kept on shifting, trying to match as closely as they could to his own. And… kept shifting. And shifting. And- “Okay, fuck that’s good enough.” It jolted, but did actually stop. The ‘fingers’ were still too long, bending in ways that were very clearly not possible for something with bones, but he could work with this. “Now pick up the damn controller. Let’s see how good you are at moving those.”

It moved for it VERY quickly, damn near lunging for it as it grew another ‘hand’. Tomura watched as it went into the list of games and- “Again with that shit?” Seriously, out of all the damn games, it just had to focus on this one… “Fine, might as well show you how to play competitively.” Majin did not really acknowledge his words, all… four? Eyes glued to the screen.

“...There’s no slime.” Huh? Tomura looked at Kurogiri as he settled on the couch. “The controller is dry.“

...Well, what do you know, it actually is! “See? So you CAN do it if you try!” His fake smile turned into a glare. “Now, how about you keep trying, huh? I don’t want this shit on anything that you don’t plan to eat.” It still did not react. Just kept messing with the controller, looking all happy that it didn’t have to bother with those claws anymore. “And whatever you eat, it'd better be in one of those mouths, you hear me?” It already had like three growing out of the main tentacle, each one opening and closing in the air as if testing something. “Ugh… why do I bother…”

“It still heard your command, reaction or not.” Kurogiri pointed out. “The Doctor’s design won’t allow anything else.”

“The reaction’s the best part, you stupid cloud…” He shook his head. “Okay, fuck, whatever, not important.” He looked as it booted up the thing, selecting the save file. “...What the hell is up with that name, anyway? You fucked up the inputs or something?” Still fucking nothing. It’s REALLY into it, huh? “Or was Doc’s name not good enough… Mina?”

NOW it reacted, the entire body going still for a second. Tomura saw something in its eyes as it looked down at itself. Even the mouths all seemed to stop their chomping for a moment. “Hey! You’re gonna play or not?” THAT got it to shake itself off again and-

Tomura blinked, then looked at Majin. It froze again, the eyes all looking down at itself. Or, more specifically, at one of its mouths. “That was…” Kurogiri started, as if trying to figure out what the hell they just heard. “A squeak?”

“More like a gurgle if anything…” He kept watch as Majin poked the mouth with a tentacle. “How’d it even MAKE that sound?” It looked at Tomura, clearly without any idea either. He saw it shudder again, then… the sound repeated itself. Then some other, equally weird one followed. “Oh, great.” He sagged on the couch as Majin started making all kinds of fucked up noise, three mouths working overtime. “Now we’ll be dealing with it doing THAT the whole fucking night...”

*****

“So, going for those already, huh?” Majin just let out another gurgle, its entire body shaking slightly as it moved towards the disco. “Yeah, good luck with that.” He huffed. “That minigame’s-”

“I believe it got your distaste for it the first five times you mentioned it, Tomura Shigaraki.” Oh, someone’s itching to get dissolved, is he?

“Kurogiri, you’re really lucky I spent all my stamina on this last quest.” He groaned again, not even bothering to look at him from his place on the couch. “Seriously, fuck all of that. Wasted all this time for nothing.” He didn’t even get to kill anyone… Then again, even THAT hadn’t been all that exciting nowadays… “You better make up for it, Majin.” A tentacle turned to look at him, teeth chattering and gnashing as it let out a wet hiss.

“It had been getting better.” Yeah, no shit. He’s been making sure it's trained. “It might actually manage to finish this one before you do.”

“It doesn’t count when it doesn’t have to sleep. It can just use the whole night to progress while I’m in rest mode.” Not that it will. It’s too fucking dedicated to that stupid franchise. Started playing the other parts and everything. “The time when I’m leveling, too.” Kurogiri hummed while Majin let out another gurgle. Tomura ignored both of those, instead watching as it started the first dance.

It certainly seemed to be getting into it, but it got into everything Tomura showed it, so it didn’t really mean shit. He saw all those tentacles swaying to the beat of the music, its eyes shining and ‘hands’ trembling in excitement as it began the minigame… “Aaand, of course it's fucking good at it.” He sighed. “It’s getting really fucking annoying how it manages to be good at everything it tries…” Though he guessed he couldn’t complain TOO much. After all, it meant that eventually, it’d make for a good-

“Khhhh…” ...The fuck? “Khi- hiii…” Was it… Majin was moving its mouth, it had to be the one making those noises… “-ill… khill…” It was there, between the wet gurgling and hissing. A rasping… voice? “Khill- Kill…” ...Shit, it’s not about to try something, is it? A tentacle looked RIGHT at Tomura, its eye narrowed and mouth chomping as it struggled to form more words. “Ssssss- Ssskhil….” ...Wait. Wait, did it just fucking… “Sskhilll…. Iiiiiissssssuuu-”

Oh. Oh, this is WAR! “...Okay, you pink piece of shit.” He got off the couch, picking up the second controller. “You wanna fucking play like THAT, are you!? Fine then!” He sat right next to Majin, his fingers already going into versus mode. “Let’s see how you fucking like THIS!”

Kurogiri let out another stupid, amused-sounding noise, but it didn’t matter! Majin was still taunting him, those stupid eyes shining and that stupid pink body shaking as it quickly moved aside to give him room, all those mouths twisted into a stupid little smile.

Chapter 5: Loading party

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“Let’s see here…” Kyuudai narrowed his eyes, watching the display carefully. It cut out the necessary tissue samples some time ago, they should finish processing any second now… “There. Battle Sense assimilated.” He could see the new DNA strands as clear as day.

“Finally.” Shigaraki huffed. “It’s about time Majin got something to help it with PvP, instead of all those leveling traits…” He ignored his meaningless blather, instead watching as Majin slowly got out of the machine, its mass trembling and its eyes closed.

“Hgh… hu- hurts…” Ah, yes, there’s that, too. It’d seem Shigaraki had already started implementing the fake personality on his own, probably using some of the books Kyuudai left lying around. He loathed to give the brat any credit, but it WAS rather good to know he won’t have to bother with it himself.

“You’ll grow this shit back, don’t be a baby.” Even if it meant he had gotten into a meaningless habit of responding to it. “Hell, you’ll get more once you deal with your newest meal.” He pointed at where the woman’s corpse still lay.

Majin followed his finger, eyes opening up slightly. Kyuudai saw some kind of shine within the black mass. Must be the Quirk settling in. “Fh- fhood?” It looked at Kyuudai, not moving a centimeter.

See? It might act like it, but it still has no will of its own. “Yes, Majin. Eat.” The mass perked up, begging to move towards the corpse. Kyuudai saw a mouth slowly form on the underside of its main body, the cavity opening up to show more and more rows of razor-sharp teeth. Even the tentacles started splitting in half to reveal more of them.

“Well, it’s finally starting to look the part.” Shigaraki kept musing as it hovered over the corpse. “I knew it’d get some ideas from-”

“It can’t ‘get ideas’ from anywhere.” He sighed as Majin finally reached its destination. “But fine, if that’s what you need to tell yourself, Shigaraki.” There was a loud crunching sound, followed by something wet covering his boots. Kyuudai clicked his tongue. “It had gotten awfully messy since those mouths came in.” He could see some discarded remains all over the lab last he checked…

“Hey, it’s not like we’re specking it for stealth, right?” A tentacle wrapped itself around the arm, pulling and pulling until it tore off and flew right into the waiting, chomping maw. “It might even wreck the morale of any stupid Hero that tries to start a boss fight with it.”

He didn’t give the brat the satisfaction of making it seem like he considered the idea. “Oh, please.” He huffed. “Majin will eventually get a Quirk for that, anyhow.” He looked down at he floor as it got more and more stained. “And for now, all it does is leave a mess…”

Majin seemed to register what was being said, the half-eaten leg pulled from its maw as it… tried to talk. All it really did was spit out half-melted chunks of meat at first. But, finally… “Sss… rrry…” It shuddered, eyes not looking at either of them. “Hhh… grrrr….”

“Hungry?” It would seem Shigaraki, at last, got proficient in reading this nonsense. “Hm… guess I can see it… haven’t spotted any new rats spawning in since yesterday...”

“And good riddance.” He huffed. He wasn’t dealing with those vermin spoiling his focus. Or doing something to disrupt the work. “They weren’t even a good fuel for Majin. The last inspection showed barely any growth since the last time it got a corpse.”

“It’s not like we can ONLY give it human, can we?” Shigaraki gave him another look, as if he was supposed to magically conjure corpses out of thin air. “The damn thing will NEVER level up high enough if we give it something once a month.” Kyuudai heard Majin shift behind him. “Hell, it might just straight up starve...”

“It can’t starve, it doesn’t even have the organs for that.” The last autopsy made it clear it didn’t have ANY internal organs yet… “And I certainly don’t plan on wasting resources to satisfy such a base urge.” He went back to his notes. “It makes no sense to give it anything that doesn’t result in a new Quirk.”

“I already told you, I’m not waiting THAT long for it to grind!” Shigaraki gave him a glare, scratching at its neck. “Or do you plan to finally start moving your ass for once? Doing SOMETHING to speed it up?”

“You little-” He stopped himself, giving the brat another smile. “Well, as a matter of fact, I DO have something in mind that might ensure Majin develops faster.” It took some time digging through the hospital’s patient records, but with some luck...

“Oh?“ Shigaraki didn’t look convinced, but then again, when did he EVER know how to appreciate brilliance? “That ought to be interesting. What kind of cheat do you have in mind to get free people to eat?”

*****

bodyController: Food.tasty fully absorbed; Assigning skill points to lacking systems; Excessive skill points noted;

bodyController.getUnassigned();

bodyController: 25 SP;

bodyPart largeTentacle = bodyController.add(bodyPart.tentacle).to(main).where(tentacle.tip == form.eye && tentacle.size *= 3);

bodyController: Generation successful; 10 SP left;

emotionArray: [excitement, eagerness, focus];

bodyPart arms = bodyController.add(bodyPart.tentacle,2).to(largeTentacle).where(tentacle.tip == form.hand);

bodyController: Generation successful;

armController = bodyController.use(this.arms[0,1]);

armController.moveTo(front);

audioVisualService: Noted two appendages within the field of vision;

emotionArray: [excitement, happiness, giddiness];

memoryDBService: Warning: Placement not matching to template;

logicController: this.state == closeEnough;

memoryDBService: Quest == complete;

bodyController.cheer();

bodyController: Noted increased movement coordination;

logicController: Possibility for higher vocal skill noted;

output.print(Hello);

audioVisualService: “Hhhello.”;

memoryDBService: Noted improvement;

logicController: Chance of success with calibration == high;

bodyController.adjust(output);

bodyController: Begging calibration;

audioVisualService: “He fucking ignored me!” UserTS.voice.state == state.loud;

emotionArray: [surprise, realization, eagerness];

memoryDBService.addQuest(“Show progress”);

memoryDBService: Quest added successfully;

audioVisualService: Locating source of noise;

hyperEmpathy.gatherTo(UserTS,emotionArray);

emotionArray: [annoyance, disrespect, bruised pride, faint astonishment];

audioVisualService: “I’m sure the Doctor is simply waiting for the right time to reveal it, Tomura Shigaraki.” No change detected in OlderModel.voice.state == state.unchanged;

hyperEmpathy.gatherTo(OlderModel,emotionArray);

emotionArray: [];

audioVisualService: “Yeah, right.” Noted exhale from UserTS. “He just doesn’t have a fucking idea, and is trying to hide it from us.”;

audioVisualService: Noise.source located;

bodyController.moveTo(Noise.source);

bodyController: Executing;

audioVisualService: Closed doors noted in the way;

bodyController.moveThrough(door.keyhole);

logicController: Higher body.mass == higher time to pass;

audioVisualService: Noted creaking noise from the door.

emotionArray: [surprise, intrigue];

logicController.analyze(door);

memoryDBService: Current body.mass == 90kg;

audioVisualService: door.structure == state.flimsy;

logicController: Noted faster way to pass; Further weakening required;

bodyController.apply(body.acid).to(door);

bodyController: Executing;

bodyController.moveTo(back);

bodyController.moveTo(door);

audioVisualService: “Whatever.” UserTS sighs; “...where the hell IS Majin, anyhow? Doc left some-”;

bodyController: Contact noted;

audioVisualService: “The fuck?!”

bodyController: Calibration finished!

emotionArray: [impatient, excited, energized];

armController.wave();

output.print(Hello!);

audioVisualService: “Hello!”;

audioVisualService: Perfect match detected!;

memoryDBService: Quest == complete;

audioVisualService: UserTS blinking. Looking over the main body. “...So. You figured it out, huh?”

bodyController.nod(10);

bodyController.show();

audioVisualService: Eye level on largeTentacle rising;

audioVisualService: this.eyeLevel == UserTS.eyeLevel;

audioVisualService: “...Great.” UserTS looks over largeTentacle; “...Is this supposed to be you trying to look human?”

logicController: Recognition noted!;

bodyController.nod(5);

audioVisualService: UserTS observing, then looking back to TV.screen; “Yeah, maybe put some more skill points there. You playing or what?”

emotionArray: [giddy, satisfied, determined];

memoryDBService.addQuest(“Skill points to largeTentacle”);

memoryDBService: Quest added successfully;

bodyController.pickUp(object.controller);

output.print(Okay!);

audioVisualService: “Okay!”;

audioVisualService: UserTS flinching; “...Right. You can still do that.” Shaking head, still looking at TV.screen;

audioVisualService: Game already picked by UserTS;

gameController.start();

gameController: Session started;

audioVisualService: Game asking for name;

gameController.enter();

emotionArray: [hesitant, unsure];

memoryDBService.get(Majin.definition);

memoryDBService: [Fiend, Demon, Evil Spirit];

emotionArray: [discomfort];

Processing;

logicController.pick(name.good);

logicController: Previous used deemed acceptable;

gameController.enter(‘Mina’);

audioVisualService: “So, it’s NOT just you fucking up.” UserTS humming. “You’re actually picking that name on purpose.”

logicController: ’That name’ == ‘Mina’;

output.print(Mina?);

audioVisualService: “Mina?”;

audioVisualService: Another flinch detected; “Yeah, that. What the hell is up with that?”;

logicController.analyze(‘Mina’);

logicController: No real meaning found;

logicController: Ease of pronunciation noted;

output.print(Nothing. Feels nice);

audioVisualService: “Nothing. Feels nice.”;

audioVisualService: UserTS observing with narrowed eyes. “Right… well, whatever. Not like I’m interested in your lore.”;

hyperEmpathy.gatherTo(UserTS,emotionArray);

emotionArray: [slight interest];

output.print(You are.);

audioVisualService: “You are.”;

audioVisualService: “The fu-” Sputtering detected; Anger detected; “Watch those mouths, you piece of shit! Or did you forget who you’re talking to?”;

logicController: Warning! High chance of pain with the wrong response!;

bodyController.move(back);

output.print(No!);

audioVisualService: “No!”;

audioVisualService: “Really?” UserTS scowling; High level of anger detected; “Because I’ve been getting too much shit from you these past weeks; So, tell me, what is it?”;

logicController.analyze(UserTS.role);

logicController: Role.Master == taken;

logicController: Role.Owner == inaccurate;

logicController: More roles required;

memoryDBService.get(Roles);

audioVisualService: “Well? I’m waiting!”

memoryDBService: Role.Teacher?

LogicController: Too lax;

memoryDBService: Role.Mentor?

LogicController: Inaccurate;

memoryDBService: Role.Bully?

LogicController: Too nice;

memoryDBService: Role.Friend?

LogicController: Too rude;

LogicController.analyzeAll(Roles);

Processing;

LogicController: Matching role found!

audioVisualService: “Are you gonna finally fucking say anything or-”

bodyController.poke(UserTS.nose);

output.print(role.matching);

audioVisualService: “Nii-san?”;

audioVisualService: UserTS frozen; Blinking;

hyperEmpathy.gatherTo-

audioVisualService: “...Fuck that.”;

bodyController: WARNING! PHYSICAL DECAY DETECTED! REMOVING AFFECTED AREAS!

*****

“Hey, so… uh…” Jin scratched his head, giving a receptionist a confused look. “I… apparently have an appointment right now? With… Doctor Ujiko?”

The lady messed with something on the computer. “Ah, I think I see it. Bubaigawara-san, correct?” She waited for him to nod. “The Ujiko-san is waiting for you in room number 12.”

“Great, yeah, thanks.” He waved her off, then started walking there. “...Seriously, what’s up with that?” He was just minding his own business, actually managing to hold down a legit job for once, when he got a message to come here for the ‘new financial opportunity’, whatever the hell THAT meant.

Well, looks like he’s about to learn NOW. “Hello?” He knocked on the door. “I… think I’m here for a job or something?“

“Come in!” The older, mustached guy inside perked up when he saw Jin come in. “Ah! Perfect!“ He got out of his desk, giving Jin an energetic shake of the hand. “Bubaigawara-san, correct?”

“Uh… yeah?” He blinked, passing his resume over. “So, what’s all this stuff about? Never expected to get a random text calling me to the hospital like that.” Or offering THIS much yen per job…

“Of course, of course…” He uh… he was REALLY worked up about it, huh? “Please, sit down! I assure you, this will take but a moment!” Okay… “So, let us start from the beginning.” He kept giving Jin this manic look. “You’ve been called here for a very specific reason, Bubaigawara-san. Mainly, your Quirk.”

Jin blinked. “...Huh. That…“ He trailed off. “Like… for experiments or something?” He could kind of see it. Like… he never THOUGHT about using Clone like that, but…

“I am SO glad you understand!” He nodded, still grinning like mad. “Yes, I have noticed your Quirk while checking the patient records.” Jin was pretty sure you weren’t supposed to do that, but he wasn’t exactly the guy to lecture people about breaking the law. “And, after discussing it with the hospital director, we decided to reach out to you. The exact details of it weren’t discussed there, of course, but I hoped you might be able to provide those yourself.”

“Sure?” A part of him was kind of surprised it was just some random doctor interviewing him instead of some hospital bigwig, but for all he knew, this was just how they rolled there. “What do you want to know?”

From there, the doc started slowly asking all kinds of questions. So much so, Jin was honestly getting kind of dizzy. Still, he… was pretty sure he was doing well? The old guy looked ready to start jumping over the room when Jin said his clones still had their Quirk, so that had to be something, right? “Yes! Yes, perfect!” He frantically wrote something down on the clipboard. “This will be JUST what we need! With their Quirks freely available, we can-“ He cut himself off, looking at Jin again. “Hm… though, that DOES leave the question… How great is your control over the clones, Bubaigawara-san?”

“Control?” He scratched his head. “Well… I… don’t have one?” Shit, it’s about to go bad, isn’t it? And he was just thinking he might’ve scored something… “They basically act exactly like the person I Cloned… It’s not going to be a problem, right-”

“Problem? No, of course not!” He assured Jin quickly. “Perhaps make some things a tad more of a hassle, but that’s hardly something I- something the hospital isn’t prepared for!” He ran through the resume again. “Let’s see, what else, what else…” His eyes scanned the paper before stopping roughly in the middle. “Hm?”

Shit, he noticed the criminal record… “Uh… look, that…” How the hell can he spin it… “Stuff happened, and I wasn’t in the best place, and-”

“Oh, no, I was already aware of this part, Bubaigawara-san.” Jin flinched. All the joy in the doc’s voice faded away like it was nothing. Yeah, it was definitely going bad. “Rather, I’m hoping you might explain another… interesting thing I noticed.”

“Uh… yeah, sure! Whatever you say, doc!” He tried his best to laugh. “What’s got you confused?”

He focused on the very end of the paper, his eyes narrowing over the words there. “Your documents say that the Clones have a significantly lowered durability when compared to the normal humans.” Shit, that was DEFINITELY not a good tone… “How low are we talking exactly? It’s a regrettable fact of life that medicine can sometimes be a tad… uncomfortable for the patients, so…”

“Well, uh… I… never really checked exactly…” He avoided his eyes. “But… I think broken bones are a limit? Like, I’m pretty sure that’s about the level it got before they dissolved.”

The doc was back to looking at his clipboard, letting out a weird hum. “...I see…” Shit, he REALLY doesn’t know what to make of that… “Broken bones… What about… let’s say, blood transfusions? I should think something as small as a needle would be well below that limit…”

“Probably?” Jin could only shrug. “Like… I never tested stuff like this, obviously, but I had a clone poke itself with a needle once and come out fine?”

He nodded, letting out another hum. But this one sure SOUNDED more pleased. That’s something, right? “That does open up more options…” He nodded slowly, still giving Jin a look. “Well, the downside is… inconvenient, but... I believe this might still be salvaged.” He walked closer to Jin, looking him up and down. “We’ll still need to perform a… field test before we can be certain you’re the right man for the job. Would you be so kind as to give me your phone number? Your schedule, too. I’ll have something prepared in no time.”

*****

“Doctor, is… this really necessary?” Well, good to know he wasn’t the only one here who felt weird about just measuring someone out of the blue… “You told me it was just a regular checkup… ” It had to be a chick, too… He honestly just felt like a creep…

“I’m aware this is a tad unusual.” The doc just waved it off. “But getting your exact measurements will allow us to better monitor for any irregularities in the future, especially with Bubaigawara-san’s Quirk.”

“Uh… yeah, what the doc said.” Finally done, Jin moved away from a situation that left everyone pretty embarrassed. “Okay, I think I got what I needed. You need me for anything else, or…”

“This will be all, thank you, Bubaigawara-san.” The doc waved him off. “Please, wait in the corridor while I finish up here. We can begin your… evaluation immediately after.” Guess this is it… His big moment’s coming up.

Jin couldn’t keep himself from fidgeting in the seat while he waited for the doc to leave. Sure, he didn’t really NEED it at the moment, but… well, you don’t just FIND this much money lying around. Plus, it’ll never hurt to have some spare cash lying around...

His thought got interrupted when the doors finally opened, the lady leaving just a moment before the doctor himself. “Now then.” Okay, here we go... “Please, follow me.” The doc gave him a measured look as they went towards the elevator. “Though… while we’re still on the way… can I ask you something, just between the two of us?”

“Sure?” He scratched his head. “What’s- Uh, I mean, what do you want to know?” He figured a shitty pun like that probably won’t help his chances…

“As I said, I was… already aware of your past.” Was… this bad? He didn’t sound disapproving, at least… “So, I’ll…” He trailed off, waiting until they both got into the elevator and went to… the basement? “Simply ask this straight away.” He turned to Jin, his expression grave. “How well can you keep a secret, Bubaigawara-san? One that’s… not strictly legal?”

...Shit, he knew it was too good to be true… “Well, uh…” He looked around the elevator, suddenly aware that the doc seemed to be holding a hand in his pocket. It could be harmless. It probably WAS harmless. But, well… there wasn’t anyone else here, and he just asked something like that… “Look, I… don’t really care for rules and cops.” Still in the pocket… “Just… if it doesn’t get ME in any shit, I’m fine with… whatever it is you have planned.”

The doc looked Jin over again. Then, he hummed. The hand went out of the pocket. “That’s… reassuring.” He nodded as the elevator doors opened. “It’d be inconvenient to look for another opportunity like this.”

Jin breathed out a sigh of relief, doing his best to walk after the man. With how winding the tunnels here got, it was… kind of hard to keep track of where to go. “So, like… since the mask’s off, you mind giving some more details? Not- Not that I’m gonna back off or anything! It’s just… y’know… it’d be nice to know what shit I just stepped into-”

“In due time, Bubaigawara-san. In due time.” He finally stopped by the door, opening it for him. “We still need to perform your... evaluation.” ...Shit, what’s going to happen to him if it fails? “Please, go in, and make a Clone of a woman you measured.”

“Right! Right, sure, that- no problem!” He looked around. It was some lab, with a giant mirror and a bunch of… very unpleasant-looking machines all around them. “Just… right here?”

“That’s your secret, Doc?” Huh? Jin tensed, listening to someone’s raspy voice ringing across the room. “A summoner to give us support?” It sounded… vaguely impressed? “Not a bad idea… if they can keep their mouth shut.”

“I can!” He yelled out, feeling shivers at the back of his neck. He SWORE someone was watching him. “Absolutely! No snitching from me!”

“Don’t distract him, Shigaraki.” The Doctor narrowed his eyes, growling slightly when hearing the voice. “Well? The clone?”

“Got it right here!” He made it in record time, already moving to leave. “So, with that done, maybe I could-”

“Not yet.” He got grabbed by the shoulder. “We still need the stress test, right?” He got pulled along to the neighboring room, showing Jin the other side of the one-way mirror.

“That’s one way to say it…” The voice, as it turned out, belonged to some guy a few years younger than Jin himself. All that dry skin made it hard to tell, though. “...The hell are you looking at?”

“At- uh- at my new coworker, I guess?” That’s the right way to say it, right?

“Enough with the chatter, both of you.” The Doctor sighed, moving forward and watching his Clone give panicked looks to everything around her. The mirror made it impossible to hear anything. “Beginning the test. Majin. Dinner.” As soon as he said it, Jin saw something shifting in the darker corner of the room, and-

“...Oh.” He said breathlessly. It felt like his heart had stopped. “Oh, I got into some DEEP shit, didn’t I?”

“Yup.” He felt a hand clap him on the back with four fingers. “Welcome to the club, asshole. Hope you know how to game.”

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DeusVerve on Chapter 1 Sat 04 Oct 2025 07:21PM UTC

I had wondered if this is where you'd go next :3

Anyway imagine working in a fugue state for nine straight months on your magnum opus and then immediately fucking up in such a preventable way. Lol. Lmao even.

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1. Izual on Chapter 1 Sun 05 Oct 2025 08:11AM UTC
  
  I'm so glad everyone already has a general idea of Garaki's competence
  
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PokerFace1946 on Chapter 1 Sat 04 Oct 2025 08:57PM UTC

I can’t wait to see where this goes! Majin’s gonna have a hard knock life before Garaki gets his. Though, out of curiosity, will the East Kaioshin show up in some capacity?

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Miho1233 on Chapter 1 Sat 04 Oct 2025 09:01PM UTC

So this is how this world's Mina is born, eh? Mina's always been one of my fave side characters. Cam't wait to see how she develops further!

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Wiltarrow on Chapter 1 Sat 04 Oct 2025 09:08PM UTC

...Hyper Empathy... you created something intended to succeed All for One... and had the first quirk it take be Hyper Empathy. you stupid

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Doodle_4 on Chapter 1 Sun 05 Oct 2025 05:04AM UTC

Pink is the color of evil~

Also, how stupid is Garaki for giving Hyper Empathy to a creature designed to be evil? There's probably a reason that that quirk was in storage.

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Alpha_Marine_117 on Chapter 1 Sun 05 Oct 2025 12:13PM UTC

Well you certainly have my attention, let see how this all plays out.

Keep up the good work and I hope you have an amazing day!

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Sodding_Dirt on Chapter 1 Mon 06 Oct 2025 12:02AM UTC

Very interested to see how this goes, loving the setup!

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15_Heidune on Chapter 1 Mon 06 Oct 2025 03:21AM UTC

Oh! You're writing the Tenko Mina found family Saiyan fic? Cool!

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Alpha_Marine_117 on Chapter 2 Thu 09 Oct 2025 02:57PM UTC

Oh yeah, the Mina is all coming together. Plus she’s learning to dance too, that’s nice!

Loving how it’s progressing so far, the interactions are great!

Keep up the amazing work and I hope you have a wonderful day!

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IDontReallyKnow_Anymore on Chapter 2 Thu 09 Oct 2025 03:16PM UTC

This is very interesting. It’s nice to see this AU get a fic. I really enjoyed binge reading all of the posts on the tag, and I’m enjoying this so far too.

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DeusVerve on Chapter 2 Thu 09 Oct 2025 04:45PM UTC

It's amazing that somehow Shigaraki is the most competent person of the three of them so far. Anyway good on tiny Ashido for how far she's come

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15_Heidune on Chapter 2 Fri 10 Oct 2025 03:05AM UTC

I wonder when Mina will go from an "it" to a "she"?

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Sodding_Dirt on Chapter 2 Tue 21 Oct 2025 02:24AM UTC

Oh shit, Tomura playing Yakuza 0? : O

Either way, love the process of Mina learning and...maturing, I guess is the right word? Wonder if she was trying to read the books, or if that'll be next chapter. Excellent chapter all the same!

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Doodle_4 on Chapter 3 Mon 13 Oct 2025 06:50PM UTC

I am writing code for a diploma right now, so I got some PTSD flashbacks from all that, but damn, the last part made me squeal! Mini Mina decided what she was and what she preferred from a Pokemon game. Adorable.

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MasterMudkip on Chapter 3 Mon 13 Oct 2025 07:02PM UTC

Second, I guess? Love this fic already, even if I haven't read the chapter yet. Will edit after reading.
Finished reading it! Kind of funny how Mina's name and gender were made with just... girl prettier, and she misspelled Majin to make Mina. That's funny. Love this, Mina slowly learning who she is.

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DeusVerve on Chapter 3 Mon 13 Oct 2025 08:32PM UTC

Programming, no! I thought it was free!

Anyway I love how she thinks and I was wondering if this scene would come up

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15_Heidune on Chapter 3 Tue 14 Oct 2025 01:55AM UTC

I was very surprised to see functions, variables, and importing at the end there! What language are you using to write that section?

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1. Izual on Chapter 3 Tue 14 Oct 2025 05:51PM UTC
  
  I based it mostly on React, though I don't plan on making it completely accurate to it. Just close enough to convey the general idea.
  
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Ggcrystal (Guest) on Chapter 3 Tue 14 Oct 2025 11:07PM UTC

Really thought making would be izuku for some reason and that the fact that izuku was pink would make her want to approach him but with Mina dissolving bodies in the last two chapters and slime constantly being referenced I probably should have realized.
Really enjoy the parallels tho

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Kolt342 on Chapter 3 Thu 16 Oct 2025 02:20AM UTC

Ah, Pokemon. A Journey that’ll help Mina in many ways. I do love how we got a look at her current thought processes. Well, Tomura didn’t say ‘do not touch’. Mina is following his order to the letter and not sliming up his gear!

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Sodding_Dirt on Chapter 3 Tue 21 Oct 2025 02:32AM UTC

Oh shit, she's learning for real! Love the process of picking out her name.

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