JOURNEY 3: THE CONDITIONS!

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In the infirmary...

We see Recovery girl is pouring a cup of tea for the dark rider himself...

"Here you go, dear." Recovery girl said offering the tea to him, as Dark Decade accepted it.

"Thanks, I guess..." Dark Decade said in gratitude with his tea in his hand.

"So, you called yourself the destroyer of worlds huh, does that mean you're not from this world, but from an another world or something?" Recovery girl asked while pouring her tea.

"You could say that again, I guess." Dark Decade answered with a sweatdrop.

"Interesting...in my years as a pro hero and a nurse, I never met a person from another world before." Recovery girl said being interested.

"And in my years as a destroyer, I never would've imagined that there was a parallel world full of comic book heroes and villains living in this world, that never existed in my world." Dark Decade said before taking a sip of his tea.

"Really, you don't have heroes in your world?" Recovery girl asked.

"No, in my world there are full of jerks WHO TORTURE PEOPLE!" Dark Decade replied and raised his tone in anger.

"Oh, I see... well i'm sorry to hear that." Recovery girl apologized with a sweatdrop.

"What do you want from me, granny? You didn't invite me here just for a cup of tea and to talk about my world, did you?" Dark Decade asked.

"No, not exactly." Recovery girl denied.

"Then what is it?" Dark Decade asked curiously.

"Well, since you've been living inside Midoriya's mind for a long time, you probably already know that he's having a hard time controlling his 'Quirk', right?" Recovery girl reminded him.

"Yeah, and i'm still amazed that the brat is still alive till now even though he doesn't know on how to use that OP power of his... so why are you asking me this question that I already know anyway?" Dark Decade asked.

"Simple, I want you... to go help Midoriya in his match with your power." Recovery girl informed as there was a moment of silence for a sec.
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"Nope, bye!" Dark Decade refused before putting his tea on the table and starts walking out the door. However Recovery girl knew this would outcome as she pulled out a button from her coat and pressed it.

BEEP*, CLICK*

The door automatically got locked, as when Dark Decade tries to pull the handle to opened it, he realized that the door is now locked thanks to Recovery girl.

"Sigh*, what's the meaning of this you damn troll?" Dark Decade asked in irritated.

"Hold your horses, don't try to leave just yet and hear me out first." Recovery girl told him.

"No, I will not hear you out, because there's no way in Satan's hell that I, the destroyer of world would help that brat in that match of his, I hate him like literally." Dark Decade refused to accept helping him.

"Oh come on, exactly why did you hate him so much, he hasn't done anything wrong to you and besides he doesn't even know you were inside his mind. Give one reason why you hate him so much?" Recovery girl asked curiously.

''Actually, there are 24 reasons why I hate him, for example did you know that every midnight he mutters in his sleep!?" Dark Decade asked in annoyed.

"No?" Recovery girl replied confusingly.

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