Heavy footsteps approached, and Izuku turned to see Bakugo. But he looked different—dressed in fur-lined armor with a massive axe on his back.

“Oi, Deku!” Bakugo grunted. “What are you gawking at? Never seen a dragon rider before?”

Izuku blinked. “Bakugo… a dragon rider?”

Before he could process that, a squeaky voice piped up. “I see you’ve met your barbarian friend.”

Izuku looked down to see a talking mouse in a tiny cloak. It reminded him of Principal Nezu.

“What’s going on?” Izuku muttered.

*As he thought about his classmates, his mind wandered. If Bakugo was a dragon rider, what about the girls? Ochaco, Momo, Jirou, Tsuyu, Mina—he pictured them as princesses in this fantasy world.But their roles, he would soon learn, were far from what he imagined. He would meet Momo the blacksmith, Ochaco the mage, Jirou the bard, Hagakure the forest fae, Tsuyu the tavern girl, and Mina the mermaid. And in this world, the true princess was Eri.Then there was Shinso, whose role in this strange place was still a mystery, lurking Shinso is the god of darkness and deku is the god of light