Souls Hero Academia (Rewrite)

Chapter 22: Lessons

"That must've been awful!" Inko cried, face locked in horror as she listened to Izuku trail off, a brittle smile floating over his face.

"It's fine. Happened a long time ago." Izuku sighed as he leaned on the backrest, chest heaving up and down in a rhythmic pattern as his eyes bored holes into the ceiling. "Got over it and got my revenge. Damned dragon and his sick experiments."

He would never forget Seath. From what little he gained from observing the Duke's Archives, the dragon was a madman hellbent on experimenting on things that would leave the majority of people on the world horrified and slack-jawed.

Shaking his head from the depressing and enraging thoughts, Izuku looked over at his mother and gave the woman a genuine smile. One that wouldn't be dared called plastic for how much love he put into the simple expression.

However, the look on his face only gave rise to a single thought within the mother's worried mind.

'My poor baby.'

Inko approached the teen and gave the suffering boy a hug, eyes threatening to drip a few tears at the heart-wrenching moment the two had.

They stayed like that for a few moments, savoring the warmth the two gave each other. One, a broken man who's seen too much shit in his long, long life, and another a heartbroken mother who lost everything dear to her in just a single moment without her ever being there.

But at least with this, the mother had peace knowing the one she lost came back. As for Izuku, he just wanted peace until the end of his life.

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Izuku yawned as he slowly walked towards the school.

The day started like any other, he woke up, had breakfast cooked for him by his mother, and immediately got ready for school. It was routine at this point, save for the fact that this was the second day of school.

The school grounds were void of students, except for those hurrying for their classrooms. The huge walls surrounding the school were tall enough to reduce any thought of invasion to naught, the imposing sight making the school look like a well-defended fortress.

"Anor Londo still wins." No matter how much Izuku wanted to hate the place, he still had to give credit where credit was due. Anor Londo was way bigger than U.A. and their defenses were top notch.

Just ask those Greatbow Silver Knights. He didn't know how many times he died to them, but he was sure that just remembering them was enough to give him a migraine.

He wished them a happy life in the deepest pits of hell. Fuck them.

Entering the school, Izuku notices the halls were still full of students. Not as much during lunch time, but still enough to somewhat crowd the pathways.

Weaving through the flowing river of students, Izuku ignored the various stares and glances he got, determined to get to his classroom by the time classes start.

Two sets of stairs later, Izuku found himself standing in front of the door that led to his classroom, the giant slab of metal barring him from seeing the inside. Not wasting any time, Izuku stepped forward and the door automatically slid open, the doorknob proving useless as of now.

Probably tweaked to be automated for the students for accessibility.

"Midoriya, bro. Hurry up, can't let Aizawa catch you out of your seat." Eijiro was the first to greet him, already seated on his desk. Not being disagreeable, Izuku nodded and quickly made his way to the desk just behind Bakugo who kept on staring at him with a pensive look.