So Many Deku's!

BROADCAST

This video above but i make you cry even more :)

Searching for Multiverse. . .

Searching for Multiverse. . .

Searching for Multiverse. . .

Multiverse Found : Broadcast

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"Seriously! Can we stop with the shitty fucking one-word titles!"

The screen opened up to see Shouta He looked slightly grim, yet he appeared to have cleaned up.

"Oh my gosh! Shooooo! You look so good!" Hizashi yelled out, only to be glared at harshly by his husband.

Before anything could happen, it zoomed out to be illuminating a figure. Their silhouette was hunched over, and the light made red blood shimmer.

The figures face was shone.

"No. . ."

A few gasps within the crowd were heard.

Voices of disbelief.

Dull green eyes stared tiredly at the screen.

He was tied to a chair, sharp metal chains digging into his skin and making it bleed. He was covered in numerous cuts and gashes, burns and bruises.

Izuku Midoriya, sat still as he was forced to watch his own funeral.

'They think I'm dead. . . . .Have they given up hope?' His audible thoughts were no longer just his, as the audience felt a weight push against them.

Ochako couldn't help but cry out. "No Deku! We haven't given up hope! This is all just a big misunderstanding!"

Tomura made himself known to the green haired boy, who didn't even flinch when he was roughly grabbed by the hair. "Look at that. Your very own funeral! That's going to far such lengths for someone as useless as you. Perhaps we should send them your reaction? Just to let them know that their grieving and crushed spirits were for nothing!"

He practically spat those words at Izuku, who remained to blankly stare at the screen.

"Most of you knew Deku. . .the hero with an endless smile. . ."

"No. . .I'm still here. . .please. . ." Izuku begged pitifully, and Tomura was merely standing with a smirk, holding a camera to said boy in question.

"You sadistic bastard!" Katsuki knew he was being illogical. This was not the Tomura here. But he couldn't help himself. It was almost as if it was actually happening to them.

"Bakugou." A harsh voice sounded from the stage. They'd almost forgotten that Fuhai was there.

"But to us he was more than that. He was Hope." Izuku stared at the screen looking to Shoto.

"He was more than a classmate, a peer, or even a friend." Tears weller up within Izuku's eyes as he stared at Kirishima, who was struggling to wipe away his tears.

"Please. . . I'm still here. . .I'm still. . .here. . ."

"I can't. . .I can't watch this. You! Why would you choose this of all universes!" Eijiro shouted, shoving a finger towards Fuhai's ever altering static face.

Fuhai looked, or at least what the audience thought was looking, at Eijiro with a harsh glare.

"You dare speak to a god that way?"

"I. . .!"

"Kirishima, enough. We have no control here. Nor any right to speak to our. . .host. . .that way." Nezu said, calming the red haired teen down.

"He was one of us, our family." Izuku looked solemnly to Tenya, allowing his tears to finally be set free.

"And just like family that damn kid did whatever it took to keep us safe. . ." They could hear the falter in Shouta's voice.

"As. . .As selfless as he was, that smile never faltered, not once. . ."

"Mr. Aizawa. . .Please, you know I'd never give up that easily." Tomura got every word on video, not an ounce of pity on his face. He even has the nerve to chuckle.

"If you ever do this to my kid in this universe, I swear I'll hunt you down and end you." Shouta stated with a controlled rage. That was in fact a promise.

"I won't I won't geez! I'm not that heartless!"

"He was more that what you know as "Deku"" Izuku began to sob, his body shaking as he looked away from the screen. His friend faces flashed before him.

"His name was Midoriya Izuku."

Ochako.

"and he was my student,"

Denki.

"This is horrific."

"A beloved son. . ."

His mother.

"And to some, he was everything."

Katsuki.

Izuku sobbed and screamed out there names. A desperate attempt to let them know he was here. He was alive! They need to come look for him just a little longer!

Tears streamed down a few of the students faces.

Shouta stared with clenched fists, determined not to let his own dam break.

"My my~ quite the show you've put on for your hero friends. I wonder how they'll feel when they get this?" He chuckled, bringing a hand to Izuku's face.

The camera zoomed in upon Izuku's bloodied, tears stained face.

"Look at what you've done heroes. You've broken the trust of your little beacon of hope. He put on quite the pathetic show. . ."

"I'll fucking kill you, bastard." Katsuki quietly seethed from his seat. Keeping one watchful eye upon Fuhai.

"Why is everyone coming after me!? That's not me! That's a different version of me!" Tomura huffed in exasperation.

"One is not simply just on a single path. One wrong or right move and your future is altered. There is still a chance for you to become what you see before you. . ." Fuhai spoke as the screen went dark.

"So Fuhai, even with my superior intellect, I cannot decipher whether you are on the heroes side or the villains. Do you mind elaborating?"

A gentle hum reverberated throughout the theatre.

"I am not on the heroes side, nor the villains. I am no vigilante either. I am true neutral.

"I see both hero and villain sides. I see the blur of black and white. I give you pain, but also joy.

"See me as whatever you wish. I give what needs to be seen, not what protects your little bubbles of innocence."

The sniffles of the audience died down, listening intently as the static figure spoke.

Dabi narrowed his eyes.

No one was ever truly neutral.

At least, he thought.

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#girlboss #fuhai with a god complex but they're actually a god