𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤

- Chapter 38 -

It hurt... when they pinned you down to the ground, looking at you with so much hatred, as if you were the source of all their pain. You tried to squirm your way out of their grip, however this only intensified their grasp, your wrists began to bruise as the blood could no longer reach your hands.

You bit your lip until it bled, forcing yourself not to cry in front of them, no matter how much you wanted to.

"You'll pay for what you've done!" They screamed, your ears ringing due to the volume of their voice as well as their emotions. The utter wrath they felt for your existence cut your soul up like paper, it pained you more than anything to hear how much they despise you.

They didn't want to kill you, but they desired revenge, to see you helpless under them after all you've apparently done.

You regretted it, for ever trying to side with the villains in hopes of changing the outcome. You thought it would save them, save the people you love, and it did...

Well.. almost.

It left one, everyone was dead except for one. And they believed you were the cause of it, therefore seeking to defeat you once and for all.

"You killed them! All of them! I thought they were your friends, yet you let them all die!"

You only watched as they noticed your golden spear beside them, since you had little to no solar energy left to destroy it.

They knew the repercussions of handling the weapons you created, however they grabbed it regardless, allowing your golden spear to burn their hands as steam emitted from their grip. Nevertheless, they didn't react to it, as if their hand wasn't being scalded at all, the pain in their heart far outweighed the pain on their body.

"I.. I didn't, I never meant for this to happen! Please, you must understand what I was trying to do-"

You pleaded and begged, however they were told on deaf ears. Your tears and pitiful screams didn't stop them from hovering your own spear above your chest, their rage only growing the more they looked at you squirm.

"Shut up! It's too late now, don't you get it?!"

"They're all dead because of you! Everyone is gone BECAUSE OF YOU!"

Without even giving you a time to reason with them, they plunged your spear deep inside your chest, barely missing your heart.

And all the energy you had left within was used to cry in agony at how much fucked up everything.

...

Even though you had a nightmare, you woke up fairly calmly. The thing was that this recurring nightmare was so common, it was to the point that you almost expected it, regardless of how much it petrified you every time you had to relive it.

This particular nightmare haunted you, stuck with you wherever you went. You were constantly reminded of it whenever you looked at the largest scar you had, just under your chest. A reminder that your nightmare wasn't just in your mind, but real life occurrences that happened to you.

That's what was so evocative about it all.

You yawned it off, hoping that it would fade from your memory once you got your day going. You stood up from your bed and looked beside you towards your nightstand, where your phone and a peculiar note were placed. You firstly looked at your phone, and saw messages from a multitude of people.

All Might was apparently needed for patrols and conferences, so he would be gone all day. Melissa called you a few times, hoping to get any updates on your progress.