Oh, Great One (Bnha story)

Obsession

Alright this is the chapter things ramp up, prepare yourself

While the green haired boy slept he had dreams of the being that visited him, it spoke to him. They weren't words...well not human words but he knew he heard them...he would learn to understand what it said to him. He just muttered to himself as he heard it sending words throughout his brain, he knew it spoke to him...he knew he wasn't mad.

Izuku's eyes slowly opened letting him see the empty room he was in, guess his mother was busy, he sat up and grabbed his notebook beginning to draw again. He saw it again, clearer and closer, he drew its long lanky body with its grotesque tendrils of gore that spread across it's body. He wrote and wrote until there was no more surviving pages in his notebook, once that happened he began to draw on whatever clear pieces of paper remained.

He drew until there wasn't a single bit of his journal that hadn't been edited to try and recreate what he saw, however as he drew it eventually dawned on him. When he'd lost half of his hearing he would occasionally hear noises deep in the silence, he couldn't make it out but he was sure he'd heard it. Something would try to speak to him in the silence...but the world silenced it, it restrained the noise so it could speak to him. He just looked down at his pen silently as he felt a smile creep upon his face, he would finally hear it completely. He knew he would finally be able to speak to it and understand what it spoke back.

He just raised his pen up and took a deep breath as with one forceful shove he pushed the pen deep into his ear, he pushed until he felt a incredible sting of pain as the pen pierced his ear drum. He yelled in pain as he pulled the pen out already feeling the blood pouring from his ear but there was silence, his agony soon became laughter as he held his bleeding ear with doctors and his mother running into the room.

The pen had blood on it spelling it out what he did, he just happily laughed as he held his bloodied ear and spoke out to his mother. While he couldn't hear himself at all he knew his words would be correct, "I can finally let you understand mom! I-I'll let you know what it is! I know I'm not mad!" He just panted as he soon felt a pinch in his arm, looked over seeing one of the doctors had sedated him. He just looked at his mom before the fast acting drug kicked in causing him to black out.

When he fell unconscious he entered a dream, he was back inside his classroom but nobody else was there. He was all alone in his seat as the sky outside was a blood red instead of its usual blue, slowly but surely he could hear the tapping on the window once more. A light tapping that grew louder and louder but instead of being afraid like before he turned to the window, he looked out and saw it once again.

It's empty hollow face peered in at him as it's tapping grew into slamming its fist against the window, he slowly approached with wonder in his eyes as he gazed upon the being that did this to him. This had to be some sort of divine intervention, he was feeling so hopeless and Kacchan had told him to end it all. This thing came to save him, to provide him salvation, to protect him...he knew it did. He just reached towards the glass and placed his hand upon it, the creature stopped and slowly its hand formed itself to point at him. He felt a heat in his arm and soon that heat became pain, he gasped from the sudden shock but fell into pained panting and groaning as he scrambled to lift his sleeve up. Upon doing so he saw his skin bubbling, it blistered as he heard his bones shattering inside his arm splintering and breaking.

He panted as he fell into agonized screaming feeling how his arm shattered and contorted, his skin blistered and popped with blood before he felt a burning in his arm. Slowly along his forearm his skin burned forming symbols that went along his arm towards his hand, he cried out in pain as he endured absolute agony feeling as if his arm was torn apart and then welded together.