"Hallelujah, I'm not dead"
After the death of his both his mother & All-Might, Izuku's been struggling to cope with his own emotional burden. He may have beaten Shigaraki and All For One, but his path to becoming the greatest hero is far from over...
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"I need somebody to pull me out of this grave" __________________
Future AU.
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Quiet footsteps echoed throughout the empty yard as he walked. The tips of mossy green curls swayed with the soft breeze while he did so. There was a bundle of daisy's in his left hand and a black umbrella held just above his head in his right.
"...."
He gently put the flowers down in place of some older looking ones. There was a mouve tinted vase sitting against a graphite shaded tombstone. His finger's lightly grazed the polished yet jagged rock, the rough skin of his fingertips meeting with the chilled surface.
'Here Lies Inko Midoriya.
Friend. Wife. Mother.
2334-2376'
The tiniest of faded smile's graced his lips.
"It's been a month and the daisy's are still healthy?" There was a pause, then a soft chuckle "You always did take extra care of your daisy's didn't you, Mom?"
His only answer was the sound of soft rain tapping pavement and green canopy.
It had been nearly 2 years since the incident; and his visit's had become more and more infrequent. Going from daily, to weekly, to monthly.
He really should take some more time to come and visit.
But, no matter how many times he comes, it doesn't change the fact that she's gone. It doesn't negate his inaction, only sweeping it under the rug. It was on that day when Izuku had learned the true meaning behind the saying 'Don't take what you have for granted'
All this place does is bring back bitter sweet memories. Ones he'd rather not think about.
He's got the rest of his final year at U.A to worry about and he should be focusing on that. But lately, his minds been off wondering.
Wondering, if he did the right things
Wondering, if he made the right choice.
Wondering ... why?
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"Another round!" A woman called from inside the bar, her finger tracing along the rim of the empty shot glass she held in her left hand. Long blonde hair that was tied up in a lazy ponytail swayed from side to side as her head moved to a jagged rhythm
