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    When he was young, Midoriya always wondered what his mythos would be. The matching half to his quirk, the ancestry of its power. Mythos were strange things, not linked genetically like quirks seemed to be.
    They weren’t indicative of quirk or ability, or personality or characteristic. Some people heard whispers or roars, or a blessed voice whispering a name they never heard before.
    Kacchan always boasted his mythos would be something amazing. Something flashy and strong- like the screams and roars that flickered on the computer screen.

    Like the three synchronous roars, from the gates of hell as Endeavour unleashed hellfire, and Cerberus devoured.

    Midoriya hadn't met his mythos. Even in UA.
    (In his dreams, something called to him, 'Chase me!')

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    10 Feb 2019