Grass was what he saw.
Green, lush, pure.
Stained with blood.
Blue sky without obstruction, bright sun, shining happily.
The screams of an anguished child, wishing to die, agony and pain flaring.
Blood.
What's that?
BLOOD.
CORRUPTION.
DIE.
DIE.
DIE.
USELESS.
DIE.
DIE.
DIE.
DEKU
DEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKUDEKU
FREAK.
WASTE.
USELESS.
FAILURE.
":Error. File Corrupted, you may need to replace it. Please swipe right."
Izuku did as asked.
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JULY 15, 2456.
"Ah, your 11th birthday, such fond and important memories, we should cherish and watch them."
Cyphr appeared out of nowhere.
A gut feeling told Izuku that this was not cherish-able.
Rain
"Hmm, not the best weather on your birthday, but at least you got to stay home and eat cake while playing games, am I right?"
Rooftops
"What are you doing outside, commander, in this weather?" Cyphr asked.
No.
No.
I-I didn't mean to...
No...
Please don't tell me...
Please...
[MEMORY REJECTED]
Izuku looked up.
"Huh? W-What happened?"
"Oh, voice commands have been activated. Would you like me to continue playing the memory or even better, just scan them and insert them into your mind?"
"Second option please."
"All right."
Through the blackness Izuku could see a patch of geometric shaped, they were outlined in a greenish-blue hue. The patch deformed, and a holographic Cortana-looking thing jumped out.
"You'll get used to it."
The figure swiped up, right, and diagonally to form a screen. He tapped a few things, and a cable appeared out of nowhere.
A sickening crunch was heard as the cable was stabbed inside the boy's head.
"WHAT IS THAT THING?"
"Don't worry, commander. It won't hurt, but based on my recent findings, you'll have to be mentally prepared for these memories. Here we go!"
A rush of relaxation came over Izuku, like anesthesia. He almost blacked out, but after exactly 7 seconds, he felt a rush of knowledge, but it wan't useful.
Pain, suffering.
From being born to his death, he had photographic memory. he was inundated with confusion and stress.
"Wha-What-What the hell! Please. Stop! Wait! Resume! Resume! I can take it!"
"Okay, sir."
After a solid minute, Izuku tilted his head forward and his eyes glowed white.
"So.. How do I kill?"
"For that, y-you'll need the i-internet." Cyphr said, slightly unnerved by the change in tone.
"Quickly. Upload everything."
"Okay..."
Cyphr's holograph swiped a few times, and then he started the same process.
"And while you're at it, filter the misinformation."
"O-On it, sir!"
He swiped some more, and a humongous contraption appeared before him.
It was a colander, with a funnel at the bottom. More wires appeared and... removed his cranium, which happened to be a curved sheet of metal with green hair growing on it. Izuku's brain was extracted and put at the base.
It started to sift through every website, every question, every fact ever made, and all the false info was caught in the sieve and thrown out at the end.
"Process complete, master."
"Great, now how the fuck do I control this thing?"
YOU ARE READING
The Reboot
Fanfiction"Where am I?" "Who am I?" "What am I?" Misunderstood and outcasted, Izuku is completely empty. He has nothing to lose or live for. When reborn, he decides that if he has nothing to live for, he will make it. And he made the goal to get revenge.
