𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 | 𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞

𝟎𝟏 | 𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥

❝ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,
𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥. ❞
- 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝑶𝒇 𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝑹𝒖𝒆 (𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌)

❝ 𝘉𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴
𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴. ❞
- 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝑶𝒇 𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝑹𝒖𝒆 (𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌)

•❅─────✧❅✦❅✧─────❅•

Miyako kept blinking rapidly, the strong light making her eyes burn.

She had never been able to see that brightly and suddenly, now that she could, it all felt too much. There had always been a fogged and darkened space in her eyes, something, a shadow or smoke, she didn't know but it had always been there.

Now it was gone.

She could see clearly as if she had put on the clearest glasses to ever exist.

But she wasn't wearing anything on her eyes.

Miyako gulped, her mouth tasting like sandpaper and looked around, trying to determine where she was.

There were too many voices in her head, the once quiet space, the once empty vessel of a head was now filled with too many things. Voices, flashing memories, conversations repeating like broken music boxes and questions.

God, there were too many questions.

Where am I?

What happened?

Why isn't Hiroshaki's voice in my head?

Why do I have my own thoughts?

Why do I have my own inside voice?

What's this?

Why can I see better?

What is this feeling inside me right now?

Too many.

Way too many questions.

But one stuck most to her. Why did she have an inner voice? Does every human have it? Why didn't she have it before?

Miyako took in a shaky breath, eyes marvelling and the blunt yet boring colours of the all-too-white room. She hasn't been able to enjoy colours much so seeing those, even if most of it was covered in white, was still overwhelming.

Looking down at her body, Miyako saw that her hands were put in a metal box, fingers restrained. There were also handcuffs on her wrists, tying her to the bed she was lying on.

Hospital? Guessed Miyako, looking around once again. Prison? No. She thought. This is a hospital.

White walls, white bedding, white furniture.

Mental hospital?

Miyako continued to ask herself questions, trying to find out what happened to her and where exactly was she until the door on the far left opened.

From there, Ereaserhead, All Might, a short old woman and a small man who seemed to be a mix of a dog, a mouse and a bear walked in. The small man was a Pro Hero, Miyako knew the name of every Pro Hero thanks to Shigaraki.

Wait, yes.

Shigaraki.

She was on his side, wasn't she?