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The saintness tried to reach out for the fount but she had failed. As the portal closes, she collapses on her knees trying to scratch the ground as if that would open the portal back up. Tears filled her eyes, she sobbed quietly in his garden.
She pulled herself up, sitting while legs crossed using her sleeves to wipe her tears away. The milk crowns shuffled from the wind, comforting her with their milky scent. It reminded her of her little star, which only made her worse.
Crying wouldn't solve anything now, she had to tell the others. She stood up and returned to his office to find some unsent letters. She took her letter and read it, it warned her about his new experiment.
Guilt consumed her, if she had arrived later, he wouldn't have been distracted from his work. If she had patiently waited in his spire, he would still be here.
With a sullen mood, she returned to her temple looking empty. She touched her soul jam, it pulsed and she felt the connection with the other 3 virtues. But the connection between her and the fount had long faded away.
In the garden of delights, Sugar of Happiness felt as if something bad had happened. Her soul jam pulsed with such devastation, how can she leave her siblings to rot in such sadness.
She shall bring happiness to the saintness right away, she just has to do some unfinished business. So she called out her most trusted subordinate, Palvova cookie.
“Dear Palvova cookie, I need your assistance!” She said softly.
Pavlova cookie flew towards her quickly “i heard you calling out for me,what is it that you need dear master?”
“Could you take over the garden for a while? I have an emergency with the other Virtues. I feel like something really bad has happened.” Palvova nodded.
“I shall be going my dear, please take good care of the garden and the cookies that reside here” she kissed his forehead and flew off towards the saintness’s temple.
The Herald of Change felt a strange feeling, tingling in his stomach. The souljam on his chest pulsed painfully, something has happened to the saintness. He could feel the agony she was in right now.
He was a strong warrior who loved his dear companions more than anything. It was an emergency, she needed him and the other Virtues. The Herald grabbed his axe and quickly rushed outside, ordering his men to guard his place.
The Virtues of solidarity felt a pang in his chest, he immediately knew that something had gone wrong. There was no hesitation in his movement, he quickly equipped his armour on and took his sword.
Nothing is as important as his siblings right now.
At the Pagoda, the virtues burst through the doors. A cocoon was the first thing that caught their sight, the saintness buried herself inside. Immediately Sugar flew over and sat by the cocoon.
“Dear saint, what has happened? Please answer me, I can't stand seeing one of my virtues like this” she touched the cocoon gently.
Silence filled the whole room, they could hear the saint sniffles inside the cocoon. The virtues sat beside the cocoon waiting patiently for her to come out herself. The only thing they can offer her right now is some comfort.
The fount of knowledge ‘s mind was spiraling, he was lost, he didn't even feel like himself anymore. He tried to open his eyes, tried to reach towards the light but the pain pulled him down. He felt empty.. like he had never been before ever since he was baked.
He could hear a soft voice, was it the saintness calling out for him? No he cannot feel her presence here nor can he feel the presence of the other soul jams. Panic rushed through him, what had happened to them?
Then a gentle hand caressed his cheeks, it didn't feel like dough, it reminded him of the witches. . Was he with the witches? Did they summon him here without notice? Right, they should immediately notice how he had failed his duties and look into one of their scrolls.
His body tensed up, he was ready for any punishments. He learned the hard way that resisting only made matters worse. They might be sweet at first but as time goes by, they become the cruelest beings.
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No punishments came, only gentle touches as he slowly opened his eyes. Being met with such blinding lights made his eyes burn, his hand hovered over his face to decrease the lighting.
He expected to be with the witch of Light right now, their supposed creator. Her radiant light always shines as bright as ever. But to his surprise, there was only a mere human here, someone he had never met before. Was she a new witch?
Her gaze softened seeing that he had woken up. Her words stumbled for a while, before she began to speak to him.
“Dear me, I'm glad that you've finally woken up. I was beginning to think that you might never wake up.” She smiles at him. She was talking to him in Japanese, a language that he knew by heart but had never heard anyone speaking it.
His eyes widened, he tried to speak but his throat was too sore, he tried to sit up but his limbs were too weak.
“Don't force yourself, your body is still recovering. You've been in a coma for weeks.” Hearing this news, he forgot about his pain and shot up.
Oh he's really dead now isn't he? Weeks had gone by, his academy, his duties as the virtue of knowledge. His deadlines are all piled up, the virtues, they would be worried about him. He mumbled over his breath.
He had to fix things, he summoned his staff but a hand stopped him, urging him to sit down on the bed. He obediently did as told, not wanting to cause any trouble.
Finally he found the courage to speak up, “where am I? Who are you?” He asked shakily. “My dear, you're inside the UA school’s infirmary right now. And I am Recovery girl, the nurse who's treating you.”
“You must be in a lot of pain right now, but rest assured you'll recover rather quickly. What matters most right now is your health, All of your other matters right now will be solved eventually." She held onto his hand.
He flushed in embarrassment, his wings covered his face. She chuckled at his actions, amused by the wings' flexibility.
He really shouldn't be resting right now, but he can't help it. He looked at her through his wings, his body relaxed. She gave him a cup of water to hydrate himself ,“Thank you,” he murmured to her.
He began to notice different things regarding his body. He was still made of dough and jam, but his anatomy was different in many ways. His hand now has fingers, his neck was longer and he had a pair of feet.
He was like one of them, one of the witches, He shuddered at the thought. But seeing this new body made him curious about himself, he can learn more about the humans this way.
Looking around the infirmary, he noticed many different items. They make him seem so out of date, he had never seen this technology before. His urge to research them and find out how they worked and how they were created made his eyes shine with sparkling highlights.
Such high quality, what is this magic? He had to learn more, more about this world. He looked over at Recovery girl who was working on her computer and asked. “What is this item for?” He pointed at the monitor.
“That's the computer, it powers itself with electricity and you can find it to look for information, store documents and many more uses.”
“Really? It's like a typewriter?! But with magic infused in it so the documents stored itself in a screen. It's so useful and efficient, I wished I had one for myself to.”
“Could you tell me more about it? How do we creat3 such a thing, it's such high quality.” he stared in awe.
“You've gotta ask the technologist, they are more professional in this subject rather than me, I'm just a nurse.”
Seeing such a reaction to the small and old computer, the recovery girl grinned in delight. He is such an adorable and pure man, such purity was rare in these modern days. Protect this man from the villain at all cost, she thought.
The door creaked open as two figures walked in, one was another human, the other was a humanoid rat. The recovery girl seems to know them, so he could trust them too.
The had a small conversation before Recovery girl return to her computer and started typing on the keyboard.
The two men they slowly approached him, He smiled at them politely, they sat down near his bed. The man seemed serious and a pinch of annoyance and the rat hungry for answers.
“Greetings” the rat man said. “I shall introduce myself, my name is Nezu” the rat -now he knows as Nezu said. “Aizawa Shouto,” the man bluntly said.
“The fount of knowledge” he said. The two men looked at each other then settled on looking at him again. He was getting kinda nervous.
“Your real name? Isn't that more like a title?” Nezu cocked his head aside.
“Yes, that's what they all call me, the fount of knowledge, or the virtue of knowledge. Or the fount for short” he mimicked Nezu looking confused.
“Alrighty then, could you tell me what has happened to you a while back if you remember that is” Aizawa asked him.
“I tried researching about a spell and it malfunctioned resulting in an explosion. It was big enough to create a rift, and they transported me into a human verse if I'm not wrong.”
“What you're saying is you've travelled into our universe?”
“Apparently so, I was quite surprised myself if I'm being honest” he gave a polite smile.
“He doesn't seem to be lying,” Nezu told Aizawa, “no matter how unbelievable the story seemed, I can't sense a bit of suspicion.”
He then turned towards the fount “I see, can you tell me some details about your universe and your identity please. In exchange we can tell you some about ours.”
The fount looked up to him happily, “of course, it would be my pleasure. If you don't mind, can I have some space? I'll use a magic spell to project it more clearly for you.”
They all backed away from him as he drew up his spell and cast it. It was similar to a projector, even slightly more efficient.
“This is my universe, it's called earthbread where the cookies baked by the witches live and flourish. This part is called cookie-yeast is where the virtues are staying at.” He pointed at a temple while zooming in so they could have a better picture.
“This is the temple where the saint of Volition is currently staying at, she can grant the cookies wishes. She is a kind soul, ready to sacrifice for any cookies that are in need.” He smiled
He pointed towards another temple, “this is the Herald of Change, he's a formidable warrior and a great leader. He rules over many kingdoms and civilizations.”
He then began to tell them all about the virtues, the geography and some about the witches. They were baffled about the world where sentiment cookies live. He talked for long, just telling them all about his universe, his wings fluttering in excitement as they all were interested in his tales.
“Oh I might have told too much, I'm sorry that must've taken a lot of your time. I just couldn't help myself, being the virtue of knowledge I just enjoy sharing knowledge.” He smiled nervously.
It was what he was made to do, he didn't really have a choice.
“How intriguing,” Nezu clapped. “I'll have to do some research on alternative universes, this has really opened my mind more.”
“You really have a talent for teaching don't you?” Nezu said. “Your intelligence rivals my own, even so much more.” Nezu excitedly held his hands.
The fount’s heart bumped rapidly, he's never been this flattered in a long time. Ever since the cookies started losing interest in knowledge.
“I can't let such an opportunity pass on. Let us make a deal.” Nezu said.
“A deal?”
“Yes, to protect you and keep you safe from the bad guys. And to give you a place to stay while you can explore our world.” he crossed his arms.
“I shall provide you with utmost hospitality, welcome to our world dear little cookie.”
“ But you shall use your knowledge and power to bring out the best for the world. You shall make a new identity as one of the rising heros. You have to be a secret only the four of us will know of your actual identity. Do not let it slip up about your actual identity to the public”
He held out his hand. “So do we have a deal?”
The fount thought for a while before taking his hand. “Yes, I shall accept your deal.” He smiled.
“Do I get a saying in this?” Aizawa said. “Sure go ahead”
“You shall provide the UA with loyalty, until you come back to your own universe. You should not be assisting the villains in any way except if it was for a mission”
“You will be our little secret star,” he smiled.
Star? He looked up at Aizawa with hopeful eyes. Nezu snickered before climbing onto the bed. The fount eyes widened as a pair of paws gripped softly on his cheeks pulling them.
“You're a great comfort, I can feel all the stress leaving my body.” Nezu grinned and relaxed.
“Recovery girl was right about you being like an angel sent from heaven, you even have that celestial aura.”
After a while, Nezu finally retreated “me and the other members shall work on your new identity, don't worry about it for now. You have Recovery girl as company during your healing process.”
“Toodle-oo” Nezu skipped away to return to the principal's office.
Aizawa straightened up before giving him some documents. “ Here is some information about our school, you'll get a prompt understanding about how the school works."
“Thank you for your generosity, I wouldn't know what I would do without you” the fount said.
“Don't mind it, you've made a pretty great impression on the principal.” Aizawa coughed up.
“I would like to see more of these spells, if you have any time would you show them to me?” Recovery girl bounced in after finishing her report.
“Of course! Anything for you”
“When you fully recover of course, in return I shall explain to you how my quirk works” Recovery girl said in glee.
“Quirk?” He said confused.
“Yes uh, it's like a superpower that 80% of our population has. It's similar to magic, it's in our DNA so it passes down through generations.” Recovery girl told him.
“Let me demonstrate it to you,” she said as she gave him a kiss on the forehead. He looked up to her surprised, his wings retracted and he just sat there frozen.
“You must not be used to intimate touches. My quirk let's the user who I kissed recovers faster, I can even make my lips bigger.” She chuckled.
“Please ask before doing that since, I'm not really used to such touches.” His pointy ears flushed as he sighed.
“But about your quirk, it's similar to light moon magic, it's healing magic”
“Oh can you use light magic then? I think you do since your body actually recovers itself really fast even faster with my quirk.”
“Yes you're right, I can use light moon magic. But I'm not as talented in healing as the saint. She's on another level actually.”
“oh I really want to met her now.” she said with a grin on her face.
How intriguing! Oh the wonders in this whole universe travel thing. Quirks and new high quality technology, he would certainly write several books about his experience here.
He can't forget about his duties as the fount though, hopefully the time in here moves faster than the time in his universe.
It's like a vacation, away from the grip from his duties and from the witches. He hoped that his disappearance wouldn't cause any harm to the cookie world. He hoped that his other virtues weren't so worried about him. He'll find a way to go back as soon as possible.