Chapter 80: Fresh fit
Eth felt good about himself, he was beginning to think of ways to express his codename, Etheral was also a code name, but not one that truly represented him. He didn't know why Blanche decided to give him this one, but now was not the time.
While Aizawa was talking about the draft, Eth reflected upon himself, fully. Fit, way of acting, everything. He had new ideas as his hero costume, also known as his normal clothes, were getting boring, and they weren't quite fitting for his idea in mind.
Which came to the first idea, he could take the idea of the trench coat from that one dream he had, or think of a new fit. But this didn't place quite the mystery, yeah it was cool looking and all, but there was something missing, he could not speak so he can add up to the mystery, but this didn't seem like his thing.
Finally an idea, a space suit. There would be a mask, only his breathing would be heard while his voice mute, people would see this, and ask themselves. "Who is that guy?"
"Why are they wearing a space suit and walking on the streets?"
"Just why are they here?"
'Oh the sound of confusion, such a beautiful thing. Causes people to ask themselves and search for answers.' He smiled at the thought of the chaos he would create.
Before long everyone were given a list on which they can write in which agency they would like to go to, those who got offers had to choose from those same offers. And luckily for him, he got the abysmal low, with just two votes. "Woah, Guys, check it. I got choice variety." He said jokingly, but it was clearly sarcasm. No laughs. "Touch crowd." He murmured to himself before laughing it out.
He had the choice of either to go offense or defense. And the defense isn't for him.
"The first time the inie method the first time was 23, i think... Nah I am throwing a dice." Eth said to himself before a dice glitched into existence onto the desk, before being violently thrown onto the desk, causing it to bounce up. Once it stopped it showed a prime number. 'Defense it is then.' Eth wrote in the agency he wanted to go to. With that, he suddenly vanished from his seat as he was replaced by stone statue of his face.
With that done he gave his paper.
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After the class has been dismissed Eth went on to just walk through the wall behind him, reaching a place of emptiness, which transformed to that wall of keyholes. "Quite bland... Isn't it?" He said to himself with crossed arms, before snapping his fingers which caused the place to crumble, leaving him with a void to fulfill. He had an idea. A museum and a home, two in one. His layer, the place where he can store memories.
And so, constructing began, he didn't know how to start with it so he made himself a room, from where he decided to not place it as a base but as a secret.
After a while of making and changing things he managed to find the perfect
Layout of the building.
With this he began making the logical connections, a teleportation map, a few doors that lead to the same place, his rest room which is also a part of another section. It was basically a mansion, a piece of art, pictures of his past self, videos, signs and even writings he created in the meantime. There were a few nice sections, truly comforting. A beach section which was accessed through a small cave with flat comfortable chairs, tables. The beach had a small wooden
Platform, one wall behind, fences around it and a couch, which was looking out towards the sunset. The main part consisted of two floors, which represented phases, the picture before him was quite the liminal one, it was comforting to him.
It all came out great, the last destination was his room, the place where he was crafting his newly found idea of a hero suit. It all began as a sketch, it all was art to him, he made a stone head just to test how the mask would look once it was onto him, and he believed it looked fine. It was one-way glass so his identity would be kept a secret from the outsiders who don't know him personally and where he is. And the symbolism. Reflection of the world, Confusion, exploring the unknown.
"Beautiful!" He admired his own work as he placed it onto a stone copy of himself. With this out of the way he put the suit on, and he liked it. It also went well with the theme of low gravity, it could have went well this Ochako's quirk, but... Missed chances on her side. But there was another flaw, it looked somewhat similar to the one of thirteen.
'Does this even matter?' Eth thought to himself, considering just leaving this project and putting out on the wall of memories. After a bit of thinking he ignored the similarities and the question and just went with it. Even putting out slight cracks in his costume to make it look more worn out and to give it a more serious effect.