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Dear Diary - Game Over... ?

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Dear Diary

A surge of adrenaline fueled my movements as I used my wings to fly toward the ongoing battle, assuming a fighting stance. "You got careless, you dumb villain," Bakugo's sharp words elicited a chuckle from deep within me. Kirishima retorted that it might not be very heroic, but his comment brought a smile to my face.

Shigaraki seemed to enter a muttering session, reminiscent of Deku's analytical thinking, praising the strength and potential of today's youth. "Go off, sis," I couldn't help but think, amused by his peculiar ramblings. But amidst the banter, something caught my attention—the Nomu had managed to escape the confines of the portal and was now locked in combat with the ice-using hero who looked... Familiar... The Nomu's limbs were being shattered, causing me to gasp in disbelief. How could it withstand such damage and yet regenerate its own limbs? The situation grew even more dire and unpredictable.

All Might's voice boomed, commanding us to stay back and let him handle the situation. But I couldn't just stand idly by. This creature was a threat to everything we held dear, and I couldn't ignore the responsibility to protect my friends and classmates. With a surge of determination, I advanced towards the scene, my mind racing to find a way to overcome this seemingly invincible foe.

Without a second thought, I lunged towards Bakugo, pulling him away from the path of the charging beast. As we tumbled through some smoke, the rest of our classmates stood bewildered, unable to comprehend how Bakugo had seemingly moved himself or how we ended up together. I offered a quick apology to Bakugo, relieved that he was safe, even if the circumstances were confusing. Meanwhile, All Might took a heavy blow in the midst of the chaos.

Shigaraki launched into a rant, criticising us for using our quirks in ways that could harm others, condemning the cycle of violence perpetrated by heroes. In a strange twist, I found myself momentarily resonating with his thoughts. Yes, heroes sometimes resort to violence, but if it means protecting innocent lives, can we truly be blamed? The internal debate threatened to consume me, but I forced myself to push those thoughts aside, crouching down and clutching my head, releasing silent sobs.

Deku's voice cut through the air, mentioning being "out of time." The words echoed in my mind, drawing a connection to All Might's waning power and his potential limits. The battle between All Might and the Nomu intensified, with powerful blows exchanged, and Shigaraki stood still, observing the unfolding situation. Suddenly, he was sent flying by an attack from All Might. The strategy was clear—All Might aimed to exhaust the Nomu.

The fight reached a climactic point as the Nomu was hurled through the walls of the arena. It seemed like the danger was over, and I rose to my feet, wiping away any remnants of tears on my face. However, something seemed off. Steam billowed around All Might, and an air of impending doom lingered.