𝔸 𝔾𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕖 💥𝔹𝕒𝕜𝕦𝔻𝕖𝕜𝕦💥

Mind Reaper

It's gonna go down from here pookies I'm sorry

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Chapter 41

Odd Eye's grin widened wickedly as he stepped forward, his finger glowing with a dangerous and ominous power. "Now, let's get down to business," he taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "I want One For All, and now that I know for certain you still have it, I'm taking it."

Izuku narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickered to Katsuki who had a look of horror on his face. Although Izuku had only just recently relearned of his quirk, he only just realized how powerful it was. His body was fighting on sheer instinct and still, the damage he caused was immense. He would never let it fall into the hands of someone like the Odd Eye.

"Stop, you bastard!" Katsuki barked; he words punctuated by a strained croak.

Katsuki's eyes widened with anger and fear, He pushed against the ground, his muscles straining against the weight of his own battered form. The desire to shield One For All from this villainous clasp burned within him, igniting a fire that threatened to consume him whole.

But his body was a cruel traitor, aching and protesting with each exertion. The scowl etched onto his face deepened, etching lines of agony and frustration. He could feel the insidious tendrils of pain coursing through him.

The mere concept of One For All falling into the hands of someone like Odd Eye was a thought that churned Katsuki's gut with raw disgust.

I fucking refuse to give up!

He gritted his teeth as he tried to summon his strength again, but his muscles burned with fatigue and pain. His arms shook as he struggled to crawl towards Izuku, but the asshole on top of him had a firm grip on him.

"Damn it!" Katsuki growled, frustration boiling over inside him. He was so close to reaching Izuku, but it felt like there was a car on top of him. The fire user laughed with glee as he watched Katsuki struggle, feeling helpless to stop him.

"Get the hell off me, you piece of shit!" Katsuki growled, his voice dripping with venom. He strained against the hold that kept him pinned down, his hands balling into fists as his body trembled with the effort. It was like wrestling a damn bear.

But as the struggle escalated, A sinister weight slithered into Katsuki's mind, its claws sinking into the recesses of his consciousness. The voices, those relentless, gnawing whispers, clawed their way to the surface, each syllable dripping with poison, like shards of glass cutting into his psyche.

Failure. Weak. Worthless.

The words echoed through his mind, an unrelenting chorus of self-doubt that reverberated with the force of a sledgehammer blow. His breath came in ragged gasps, every inhale a painful struggle as he wrestled with the onslaught of thoughts. The agony that gnawed at his body intertwined with the torment of his mind, making everything turn into sensory overload. the fire villain's laughter echoed around him as the shadows danced around him, taunting his vulnerabilities like predators circling their prey.

Shut the fuck up Katsuki roared, his voice a raw scream that echoed through the dark recesses of his own psyche. His fists clenched, his nails biting into his palms as he fought to push back the encroaching darkness.

I'm not worthless. I'm not a damn failure!

The words reverberated in his head, a desperate mantra against the rising tide of doubt. His vision blurred as the shadows closed in, choking the air from his lungs. His chest tightened, a vice-like grip that threatened to crush him from the inside out.