"Fugū Byōkishine."

Naomasa Tsukauchi looked up to see his partner, Sansa Tamakawa, holding a semi-thick police file.

"Who?" Asked Tsukauchi, slightly disheveled. After having to deal with a hysterical mother and her son, the ones who had found the body, he could feel a headache coming on; one which would hurt.

"The name of the body." Said Sansa, professional and in control, and kindly not mentioning the slight slip up of his superior officer.

Reaching out and receiving the hefty file, Naomasa immediately noticed some red flags.

'Four assault and battery charges, and a suspected rapist. Quite the charmer.' Naomasa snidely thought, rubbing his chin pensively.

'Still, no one deserves to go out like that.'

The body was found lying face down in a pool of blood, forensics later found it to be his own blood, along with phlegm and stomach acids. His face was the most disgusting part of it all, though, as it looked like he had played beach volleyball with a hornets nest.

Upon examining the body via autopsy, Fugū was found to contain three diseases. Three! One of which being pneumonia, which is the cause of 1.4 million deaths worldwide.

How he had contracted pneumonia, hematemesis, and hidradinitis suppurativa was a mystery, though. The camera footage should provide some insight, however.

"No! I can't! You don't understand!" Shouted Izuku, tearing at his hair.

'BE QUIET, FOOL. YOUR MOTHER WILL HEAR YOU.' Said Conquest, an angry tone in its incorporeal voice.

Slapping his hands over his mouth, Izuku looked towards his door, where his mother's footsteps could be heard from the kitchen.

'But you don't understand! With your quirk, I'll be able to be a hero!' Thought Izuku frantically.

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'YOU ARE MORE FOOLISH THAN I THOUGHT, THEN.'

'What!?' Thought Izuku, shocked at the harsh language. It wasn't nearly as vulgar as Kachan would have been, but somehow, it hurt worse.

'THAT MAN IS DEAD, YOU KNOW.'

Izuku said nothing.

'YOU KILLED HIM.'

At this, Izuku flinched.

'But it was your power that did it!' Retorted Izuku within his mind.

'WAS IT REALLY? FOR ALL ANYONE KNOWS, IT WAS YOU THAT KILLED THAT MAN! WHAT WILL YOU SAY TO THE LAW? "THE VOICE IN MY HEAD DID IT?" DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH! ACTUALLY, I MIGHT AS WELL, BECAUSE THERE REALLY NEVER WAS HOPE FOR YOU IN THE BEGINNING, BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS WILL BE A QUIRKLESS, SICK, FREAK!' Conquest began to cackle maniacally, the ominous voice painful from how loud it was within Izuku's mind; leaving a soul shattered Izuku in its wake.

"No…." Izuku whispered, devastated. His last bit of hope, crushed and thrown to the wind.

'BUT….'

'But what?!' Asked Izuku, a small shard of hope crystallizing once again.

'NO MATTER. YOU WOULDN'T LIKE THE CONCEPT. YOU'D BE BETTER OFF WITHOUT MY QUIRK.'

"No, Please! Anything! I'll do anything! Just please don't let me be quirkless again!" Begged Izuku, desperation leaking in his watery voice and tear filled eyes.

'ANYTHING?'

"Yes!" Shouted Izuku, not caring if his mom heard him anymore.

'THEN, YOU WILL BE THE PLAGUE THAT WALKS IN HUMAN FORM. YOU WILL BE THE FOURTH HORSEMAN, WHERE I HAD FAILED. YOU WILL COMPLETE MY MISSION.'

'What does that mean?' Izuku asked, unaware what he had signed up for.

'IZUKU. I WILL BE FRANK. AMONG MY THREE OTHER BROTHERS, I AM THE WEAKEST. YET YOUR SICK DESIRE TO PROVE YOURSELF TO THE WORLD THAT YOU ARE HERE, AND ARE NOT MEANT TO BE IGNORED AWOKE ME FROM MY ETERNAL SLUMBER.

'AND YET,' Conquest continued, 'I DO NOT HAVE MUCH TIME. SO PROMISE ME YOU WILL SHOW THE WORLD YOU ARE HERE, THE WAY I WISH YOU TO, AND I WILL BLESS YOU WITH MY POWER. IT WILL BE YOURS, BUT ONLY FOR MY CAUSE.'

Izuku was stunned. He thought the horsemen were immortal. But here one was, festering and withering away inside his mind. Izuku wrestled with his conscious and morality. He could never be quirkless again, but he'd have to cause a worldwide pandemic. He'd never be a hero.

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Creating diseases was more villainous anyways.

'I will do it. I will show the world that we won't be ignored.' Izuku thought with conviction.

'I ONLY HOPE FOR THE BEST NOW. FAREWELL, IZUKU. ALLOW ME TO BE THE FIRST TO ACKNOWLEDGE YOU.'

Izuku felt a pain on his right ring finger. Wincing and looking down, he saw what looked like a huge pimple form, the green puss hardening and elongating into an oval. Then, around the oval, blood leaked from his finger's pores, encircling the puss oval and wrapping around his finger. The result was a blood red ring with a jade colored stone in the middle. Testing the give, Izuku found that he could slide it off, and quickly put it back on.

'That is your power now, Izuku. It will not work without that ring. Simply think of the scientific name for a disease, virus, blight or blemish, and it will happen to whomever is within 15 feet of you.'

Conquest seemed quieter now. He didn't sound ominous anymore. He sounded as though he was finally at peace.

Because the fourth horseman was living on in the will of a young man named Izuku Midoriya.

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"Izu-kun? Are you alright?" Into knocked fervently on the door. "There was a lot of shouting from inside your room and it was concerning."

'Ah! I completely forgot!' Izuku thought, mind racing for an excuse for shouting indoors.

AN: welp, that's two. I legit typed this at 4 in the morning, because I could not get these ideas out of my head. I still have the ideas, because I haven't completed them all in this chapter. Ideas are continually springing up AS I WRITE THIS, and I honestly think I'm just going to keep writing, because writer's block will hit me like a freight train, and I need to get the ideas down before it does.

Reviews are a wonderful thing, feedback is appreciated and constructive criticism is welcomed.

Be Confident and Stay Healthy,

Top Royal

P.S. My school will be closed for a week because of the COVID-19 outbreak, and Trump ruling it a state of emergency. I'll have more time to write!