22 I am a artist now

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Izuku POV

Fortunately, I was accepted into UA and even made it into the hero course. Somehow since then, the completely chaotic life has somehow gotten better, because I've become friends with Ereaserhead. When he's not chasing me like a madman, we have a conversation. But I have to be careful not to give anything away. I've looked at what's on my fail as karma.

Before they thought I was in my thirties, now they think I'm in my forties. A depressed adult who probably experienced something trauma in his childhood. Somehow they're right, but at the same time they're not. Because of all the problems I had, I grew up pretty quickly.

The day my mom died is also the day a little boy died. Died, broken, torn apart, turned into another person. That day the boy broke was the day that a warrior was born. I want fucking revenge.

In the beginning, the Nirvana group was very powerful and feared.

Flash back

Me: what price will you give for the information I mentioned?

Merchant: oh, it will be expensive for me to risk my life by giving the information. So Nirvana... You have made a very powerful enemy.

Me: Ohhh~ so I'm supposed to be the one who made a powerful enemy? Is that what you think? I have to disappoint you. The Nirvana are the ones who have made an enemy.

Merchants: you are only dreaming. You are a fly in contrast to them. The Nirvana are famous and well-known.

Me: That's their weakness, they are famous and well-known. I am famous, but not known. No one knows more than a shadow of me. Do you know who I am? Or do you not recognize me? How could you? I am famous because of my deeds, not because I am known.

Merchant: No, I don't recognize you

Me: What a shame. You can just call me Symbol of Justice, Shadow of the Night or my most famous name ...Karma.

Merchant: the Karma. You are the Karma. I've always imagined you more imposing, more imposing and bigger.

Me: You know, I always attack people. After they've done something they should be punished for, you'd like to be a head shorter since you're insulting me right now.

Merchant: let's go back to the Nirvana

Me: looks like we understand each other

Flashback end

However, now that it has become known that an explosion carried out by a single vigilante has turned a commando center to ashes, the people have more trust in me and fear the group less. They are losing slowly their power

Flashback

Bartender: So you wanna know something about the Nirvana group. There's a lot to know. Do you want to know about the explosion

Me: oh no, I know enough about the explosion. I'm probably the one who knows the most about this explosion of all. I supposedly made it happen.

Bartender: Hahahaha. Karma made it happen and it's clearly not you. Karma is dead.

I'm spreading my aura

Me: So you're sayingI am dead. I feel very alive. More alive than I ever have so do you want to tell me something about the group or do you want the same ending as the Nirvana.

Bartender: I speak

Flashback end

Slowly people start understanding, the karma's not dead after all. Some reason I thought people would get bored, but I got more fame than ever.

Nezu had announced on the TV that if I surrendered he would use his contacts to get me into UA as a teacher. I think he will try to catch me and make me a teacher even if I do not surender

The next day, on the ground, a couple of fainted villains laid down that you could read from above „No why should I put up with a bunch of annoying, emotional unstable teenagers."

I put a lot of effort into this artwork and had to search a long time for enough villain to make this picture. And of course I did it the day before school started.

Reporters and journalists literally went crazy about what I did. They said was it art or vandalism the debate became very famous. I don't know how that could have happened. It wasn't. It wasn't art or vandalism, I didn't damage anything, and in the end the debate was that it was a piece of art and the first photo that was taken of it was kept in a painting in a museum. People are totally crazy.

The heroes went crazy on my patrols I've never been chased so much. Eraserhead had to stop Endeavour from turning me into a cloud of dust. So the first day of school. I can't say it was great. I was tired. Radiohead was tired. He was grumpy, I was dead tired. I don't know how much coffee I drank to make me feel better. I don't know how much make-up I had to wear so you couldn't see the circles under my eyes, with perfume to hide the strong smell of blood.

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