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**(Additional information)**
POV:《Forms/Techniques》
● Details of Techniques/Forms
{perspective view}
**Information/Sound effects**
"*Thinking*"
[Time/Place]
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Skirk is fighting unknown enemies at the boundaries of Teyvat and fake sky. Suddenly, a new rift opened, one that is not similar to what she has seen in her life.
This rift then exploded, releasing a dark-light mist, engulfing the surroundings with this mist.
Skirk instinct kicked as she tried to create a new rift to escape but couldn't as the mist engulfed her
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Skirk opened her eyes, seeing herself float in the atmosphere. She looks down as she sees many lights and thinks. "*A city? One that i doesn't recognize?*" She starts to glide down, analyzing this new **world**.
She was like a shooting star, descending at the earth atmosphere at night.
She then levitate at the sea and gracefully—foot first, land at Japan beach. She started to walk at random paths, making her way to the city
She takes her surrounding area, analyzing and studying this new environment. She was glad that it was night, for her to walk around at the city.
Still, with this many light and her unusual clothes. People who's still awake look at her in a funny way, calling her **Hero.** She sighed as she thought. "*I'm no hero.*" But continue to walk around the bright city.
A little while later.
A man called out her: "Miss Hero!" Skirk turned to glance at the man.
The man breathing heavily asks her to follow him as some villain attcking some civilians.
Skirk immediately noticed that his words were lies but nodded to the man. Mentally noted to study this new world she is at.
The man leads the way as Skirk follows behind.
Somewhere at a dark valley where the man leads her in. There are no little lights that can be seen and only him and Skirk, or that what the man thought.
Skirk stops and notices more people hiding. She sigh, this kind of trap is nothing nor made her accept their actions.
"Dont waste your time putting up a show. I don't have time for you pitiful act." Skirk said to the man loudly for the others, who are hiding, could hear.
The man stopped, shocked, as she had already guessed on what was happening.
The shock turned into a smile as he snapped his finger, and the others who were hiding started to show up.
6 surrounding her with others who have strange appearance for Skirk, to not know what they are.
"Well now.. miss hero. Why don't you just let us have our ways into you. You might enjoy it as well." One man with a hand-cannon smirks with the others.
Skirk listened but also noticed that there was one more man. One that is not hostile towards her, on top of one of buildings.
Two men approached Skirk. Their hands slowly and almost touch her but stop, as they feel that their hands are cold.
The 6 thug immediately sense some danger, unfortunately, the two men who were going to touch Skirk. Look at their severed arms, cleanly and coldly cut in half.
The two thugs immediately jump back with the other 4, as they glare at Skirk, who is now holding a glacier-wonderful blade at both her hands.
The fallen arms of the two men slowly turned into ice, making the thugs eye widen in shock.
"YOU! HEROES DOESN'T ACT LIKE THAT." One of the thug shouted as the other confort the two men, who is cursing now in pain.
Skirk glance at them **coldly**. Making all the thugs freeze in one place.
". . . Pitiful." Skirk only said that as she dash forward.
The thugs are about to use their quirk but couldn't react to her speed. Skirk just appeared at their back, holding a dual sided blade at her hand.
All the thugs spit out bloods as their body slowly marks with slashes. They fell at the ground unconscious and slowly frozen in a solid ice.
Skirk, look at the thugs.
"Show yourself.. if you don't want to end up like them." Skirk, just glance upward, coldly at a silhouette.
The silhouette jumps down with the help of his scarf, and her eyes instantly glow red as he lands, and hair floats.
". . . Who are you." The silhouette asks firmly, holding his scarf like a weapon.
". . . . First. Why not introduce yourself." Skirk turned to face the tired hero.
The silhouette scuffs, still not letting his guard down.
"I'm a pro hero. Eraserhead." Eraserhead said.
"That's not your true name." Skirk said firmly.
"Whether not or its true. The use of your quirk without a license is illegal." Eraserhead scuff again.
"And why not you dealt with them earlier, before i started to act?" Skirk said, making the man grip his scarf more.
Two of them stare at each other for a solid of two minutes, before Skirk speak.
"I'm Skirk... whether you believe it or not. Im not from this world of yours. I'm in a world of my own." Skirk said.
Eraserhead listened and about to not believe it, but her words make him double think.
"I'm just here, trying to find a way, for me to get back to my world." Skirk said and about to turn away.
"And to use your quirk in present." Eraserhead said as he was about to release his scarf at her.
"Quirk?"
"A quirk is an ability where people or heroes use it and have one. And only heroes in license can use quirk " Eraserhead said to her.
Skirk, stop and look at her palm.
Eraserhead noticing that she is really not familiar with such a word, concluded that, she is really not from this world. He slowly lessened his guard down and take his phone to call someone.
Skirk glance at Eraserhead.. Waiting.
Eraserhead closed his phone and looked at Skirk again.
"Follow me.. their might be someone i knew who could help you." Eraserhead said as he walked out of the alley.
Skirk follow suit Eraserhead. Making their way outside again. She follow him as they walk away from the scene.
Skirk turned again, seeing someones, what she could assume, enforcer, going inside the alley.
They stop at the front of a restaurant. Silence, looking around the area, especially at Eraserhead.
A black car suddenly stop at their front. The door opened as Eraserhead got in, and he motioned for Skirk to get inside.
Skirk looks at the vehicle and also gets inside.
The car drove off.
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Skirk, looks outside the window. It's been 15 minutes since the accident. This travel was quiet, why? **Their is one person who doesn't know the details—driver**. **Eraserhead seems to be the quiet type, which she respects.** Last, **there is not much to talk about.** That's her reasons
She snaps her thoughts back to reality as she sees an H building.
The gates opened as the driver drove inside. Little while later, the car stops at what she can assume the main door. The door of the car is open as Eraserhead glances and motion to follow him. Skirk obliged without any complaints or worries.
As both of them continue to walk, get on an elevator, and go to many stuff. They finally arrive at a big door labeled "Principal office."
Skirk, just watch as Eraserhead knocks on the door.
"I'm here with the person i said." Eraserhead speak.
Soon enough, someone speaks through the other side.
"Come in."
Skirk noticed the tone of the voice—a man whivh has quite humor.
Eraserhead opened the door and got inside with Skirk, who immediately noticed a "bear?" In a chair with a table full of documents and other devices, she doesn't know or care.
"Please take a seat." The bear motion.
Eraserhead already at the bear side in a professional-protective stance. Both look and study Skirk action.
Skirk sighs and takes a seat on a couch.
"Now then. I only have a glimpse of what Eraserhead said to me, but i want to hear it on your respective. I'm Principal Nezu, by the way." Principal Nezy, speaks with joy as his paw claps together.
Skirk doesn't immediately answer as she studies the surroundings and the principal.
"Very well. I'm not from this world, I'm from a world.. No. Dimension of my own. And i wish to get back as soon as i find a clue on what how to get back." Skirk said firmly.
Eraserhead just scuffed, but Nezu paw motioned him to quiet.
"I do believe or want to believe your words. But how can we be sure you aren't lying and just doing vigilante stuff with your quirk." Nezu asked her.
Skirk sighs, knowing the bear point is valid.
"My ability is not bound by your worlds laws."
"So you're saying.. You dont have any connections with the concept of quirk?"
"Yes." Skirk said in a flat tone.
Nezu thinks for a moment and smiles.
"Last question. How did you end up here."
Nezu question makes Skirk stop and think of a way to explain in a simple term.
"I was maintaining the balance of my world-Dimension boundaries. Before, a corrupted rifts appeared and immediately exploded. As that, I appear at your world dimension and fall here in this land." Skirk explained.
Eraserhead did a take spit of questions on Skirk.
Nezu smiled more, now excited and curious at the same time.
"So, you have a power to matc~~.."
"My world power system is more defined. You can rank me as an outer-dimensional person, or Tier: 4A." Skirk said in a flat tone. (Yes. I'm gonna use the tier system of the fandom verse.)
Eraserhead was thrown off. "*A threat level base system, where it included dimensional threats.*" That's his thoughts.
Nezu, who listens, thinks the same way, like Eraserhead, but in a positive way.
"If that all you want to know.. I'll be taking my leave to find a way back at my dimension." Skirk starts to stand up.
Nezu snaps back to reality and speaks.
"Wait. I know you're not from our world, but still. Using your ability freely outside, even if it's not a quirk. The government and enforcement will definitely try to arrest you, if you don't have a license."
Skirk stop. The bear points were valid. She turned to look at them again.
"Then give me one." Skirk demanded.
"And why do I have a say on that?"
"You're licensed to give peopl~, no, tudents a license. Based on this building structure and the document that is placed on your walls. This is a school for heroes in training." Skirk pointed each one out.
Nezu smiled, clearly underestimating Skirk IQ.
"Great deduction. Unfortunately, you need to finish 3 years for you to get a license." Nezu, speak out.
"I don't have time for that." She turned away.
"Either way.. I'll use my ability whether i have a license or not. No one will ever stop me." Skirk glance deadly at both men.
Eraserhead instinctly held his scarf. Even knowing that she's strong, he will try to stop her.
Nezu, clearly not affected by the deadly stared, sigh.
"I can give you a license in a faster way. But you need to do something."
Skirk stares becomes solid and calm down.
"Speak it."
"Exam. Written about rules and policies about this world and heroism, especially Japan. Last is practical, where you showcase your abilities on fighting and saving at the same time." Nezu explained.
Skirk mentally noted those lists and nodded. Satisfied at the situation now.
"Very well.. if I my, where can i study and read about your regulations." Skirk asked Nezu, who smiled.
"I'll point it out for you, as for your room and food~~."
"I dont need a room.. You can bring me food if i wishes to eat." Skirk interrupted Nezu and said it flatly to him.
"Everyone needs a room. You're no exception." Eraserhead, who is now calm, said that to her.
"I can handle on my own."
Silence.
Nezu claps his paw.
"Very well. You can study at our library. Now please wait, as I'm gonna call someone who could bring you there." Nezu said to her while taking out his phone and dialing someone.
Little while later.
The door opened as an old lady whose in 68 entered and looked at the 3 silhouettes.
"Recovery Girl. Please bring this lady to the library." Nezu speaks with a smile.
Recovery Girl looks at Skirk before nodding at Nezu.
"Give me the full details, laters. Anyway, what's your name, miss?" Recovery Girl asks Skirk.
Skirk was silent for a solid of 1 minute before speaking.
"Skirk.. You may call me Skirk." Skirk said.
Nezu and Recovery Girl raised their eyebrow.
Eraserhead was about to speak before Nezu motioned him to stop.
Recovery Girl just nodded at Skirk, then motioned her to follow suit.
Both the ladies leave the office. Eraserhead immediately stared at Nezu.
"What are you doing, Nezu?!"
"By what means are you saying, Aizawa?" Nezu smiled at him.
Eraserhead or AKA. Aizawa sighed and glanced at the door where Skirk walked out.
"If her power system is more different than ours. And have their own way to determine how strong they truly are. You just helped someone who could, possibly destroy our country." Aizawa speak out his thoughts.
"Yes, I know. Still, if we grow and attach her to our heroism path. We can have a great ally, a strong ace for our Japan level threat villains." Nezu smiled, which make Aizawa annoyed.
"You couldn't erase it, right?"
Aizawa, was silent, before nodding.
"Her power is really not the concept of quirk. Also, her speed is insane, had a good CQC, and dangerous ability that's related to ice."
"Is her ability really related to ice?" Nezu asks.
"I... i don't really know." Aizawa, sighs in frustration.
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[5 days passed by]
Skirk sighs as she take a sip of the tea they give to her.
**When she started to study at the library. She finds everything here, very convenient, especially a black-blox she assumes a device—computer. That is connected to the **Internet** or what she was told off by Nezu.**
**On Nezu side. The ones who knew about Skirk—Aizawa, Nezu, and Recovery Girl. Was fascinated about the world she is in, and how the power system world work. Recovery Girl once tried to test Skirk for abnormalities because, she hasn't eaten enough or a stable meal for 2 days straight. Which Nezu explained to her that. She is might be a special **kind** than her other people, of her world.**
"*What a piti. Their regulations has many flaws, especially this one. Using your quirk even if it's self defense or helping other with immediately labeled you as a vigilante or villains. Some heroes will use this flaw to arrest the so called vigilante or villains even if their innocent.*" Skirk sighs at the rules set by the government.
Skirk glance away at the computer, to see Nezu on Aizawa shoulder, walking towards her.
"Any news?" Skirk ask, going back her sight at the regulation on quirks on the computer.
"2 months from now. My connection will hold an exam just for you." Nezu said.
Skirk sighs but nodded.
"Mind if i ask. Where did you put your weapons. Last time i saw it, was you holding and using it against the thugs." Aizawa asks Skirk, who glance at him.
Skirk snaps her finger. As 5 weapons appeared out of thin air, showing a trails of dazzling glitters at each weapons. A swords with one sided shaped glazer-ice, a big board-blade, dual sided blade, dual blade for both hands, and a floating objects with void-cryo at the middle(Catalyst).
Info(I was told that Skirk is good at all weapons, of any types, except for bow.)
Nezu and Aizawa, both stared at all the levitating weapons.
"Such a wonderful weapons, but. What is that one at the end?" Nezu motions at catalyst.
(Notice: This is not my art, but it made from the AI app I'm using. Cite is at the corner edge below.)
"A catalyst type. This weapon allows its user to precisely control the elements of what the user is using, also, absorbing the elements of the surroundings. This one is a special type from the other catalyst, as it helps me to control 65/100 of my truest abilities at it's peak." Skirk explained.
Nezu smiled at the explanation. "*What an outstanding item, one that is advance and old at the same time.*" He thinks.
Aizawa, slightly shock but completely hide it beneath his scarf.
"I too want to ask something. What is your **quirk**, Principal?" Skirk asks while reads something on the computer.
"My quirk is: High-Spec. It makes me ten times smarter than the average person. It will also temporarily raise 10 more folds if I drink a tea or coffee. It will only stops, if i stop drinking the requirements." Nezu explained.
Skirk hmms. Before looking at Aizawa.
"You?"
"My quirk is: Erasure, which allows me to temporarily nullify a person's Quirk by looking at them, but it has limitations, certain Mutant-type Quirks being immune. My Quirk is centered in my eyes, mostly, because I'm to tired to focus it around my body. That's why I always use my scarf as a support item to help me in any way." Aizawa explained.
"I see." Skirk admits the usefulness of his quirk. Before waving them away, as she goes back to reading.
Aizawa sighs as he walks away with Nezu, who's at his shoulder.
Leaving Skirk at the library, alone again.
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[3 weaks later]
Skirk was walking around the campus, wearing the girl uniform of U.A. Which she found comfortable to wear.
Other staff and students look at her, admiring her beauty and serious-elegant expression.
After going to the canteen and ordering foods of vegetables and meats. She carried the tray to where Principal Nezu ats
[Nezu office]
Skirk entered the room without knocking, which Nezu already used to her entering with permission.
She set down the tray of food at the table and seat at the couch.
Nezu jump off his seat, get someone, and goes to her. He place down the box and starts to arrange it as it turned into a chess.
Nezu makes his move by the white knight.
Skirk, already used to this game since she started to eat here. Found it fun to play, as one of the strategies warriors, she always like to play a game like this. She makes his move with the black pawn, while eating her food.
"You have intellect that one surpassed of human.. Truly a warrior of strategies." Nezu compliment, while making his move.
"I rather find your quirk in this scenario, useful and a handful at that." Skirk compliment him, while making her move.
Move. Move. Move. Move. Move.
Nezu looks at his pieces, having 2 pawn, 1 knight, 1 rook, and his king.
Skirk moves, having 3 knights, 2 rooks, queen and a king.
"Check." Nezu moves.
"Checkmate" Skirks move and countered.
Nezu stops and looks at the result. Before smiling as he take a sip of his coffee.
"Your win. 5 wins out of 6 losses."
"6 wins out of 5 losses." Skirk said her scoring, before finishing her last bite of meal.
"Are you both done?"
The two who are at the table, looks upward, seeing Aizawa in his sleeping bag inside the vent.
Skirk mentally noted that Aizawa skills on, stealth is greater than anyone she faces.
"Come down here, Aizawa. And, yes, we're down." Nezu speaks.
Aizawa nodded before getting out of his sleeping bag and the vent. Descending as he fall, as he immediately twist his body to land feet first at the ground.
Aizawa goes to the coffee machine and started to make coffee.
"Did you found something unusual today?" Skirk glance over her shoulder.
"No.. The sky is totally normal."
Aizawa take the cup of coffee, turned to face them and goes to them as he takes a seat beside Nezu.
"Anyways. I just think of it now. What kind of rift are we searching about? As i can't picture it." Aizawa explained.
Skirk nodded at his point before, palm straight at her side as her own rift opens out of thin air.
"A rift similar to this but more aggressive and has an sense of danger once you see it."
Nezu and Aizawa both exam the rift she created.
"And this rift is" Nezu motion at the present rift.
"This is my rift, where the other side is a star void. That i usually use for sleeping and training."
"Training?" Aizawa raised an eyebrow.
"I can recreate the opponents that i have fought in my life at my rift, but only 85/100 of its truest strength. I also created another me to train myself more precisely." Skirk explained.
Aizawa nods at the information. Nezu smiled widely. "*an endless training zone that she doesn't need to hold back her power.*" He thinks.
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[12 days later]
Skirk, wearing a glasses, answers all the questions of Nezu pre-exam of the possible exam given to her.
She types the last solution to the final question, sighing, as she take of her glasses.
Nezu looks at the exam answers of Skirk and started to check it, one by one and carefully, at his laptop on the other side of the table where Skirk at.
They are at the library.
Little while later.
"All the answers correct. The problem and solution answers are brilliant, And the way you points out some of the possible outcomes are great. You passes it perfectly." Nezu said to Skirk.
Skirk just nod at the compliments.
"Let that aside.. Tell me your thoughts on this, WHA of Japan." Skirk said.
Nezu, getting the points, nods at her request.
"I'll be blunt.. They are what you called. **Black and White**. They don't care about the ones they protect, they only cares for fame, power, image, and knowledge."
"I see." Skirk immediately sees the flaw of japan WHA.
"Also. If you wouldn't mind. Can we create you a better suitable clothes of this era?" Nezu asks.
Skirk glance back at Nezu.
"Very well. But I'll decide the design." Skirk said, before waving him off.
Nezu nods, pack up his stuff, and leaves her alone at the library.