A/n: This is gonna contain some mature themes and screwed up subjects at certain points, but you have been warned! Anyways, I don't own DC or My Hero Academia, any images or photos shown, please enjoy.
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No emotion could describe the absolute sense of victory that washed over the world. After so many years of villainary and destruction All For One has finally been defeated, Tenko had finally been able to rest and the League of Villains have been disbanded leaving nothing but peace.
Right?
The sound of a doorknob turning was heard as Izuku the world's greatest hero Midoriya had gotten done with another day of school at UA.
A tired sigh escaped the boy as he let go of his backpack, placing it beside his bed before proceeding to plop down face forward on his bed.
After getting done with a study session between him, Iida, and Ochaco all the moss haired boy wanted to do was just lay there.
No sleep, no studying, just lay down and think. The teen turned over facing the ceiling before touching the scar that rested under his eye.
Izuku: (Did you feel this way after beating him?)
His hand reached up towards the ceiling almost as if he was reaching out for an answer only for a small sensation of pain to ring through it causing Izuku to drop it.
Izuku: So . . . . . . . . . empty?
Izuku had caught a whiff of something after saying that it caused him to sit up before quickly lifting his arm up catching another whiff of the off putting smell.
Izuku: I need a shower.
The sound of water patterned against the ground of the shower Izuku stood in. His regrown green hair was soaked before having shampoo and conditioner rubbed in it.
It had taken a couple of weeks after coming back to school but it had all come back somewhat naturally. The classes, the sense of calmness, but something had left Izuku.
It was obvious to him but he kept it hidden since the beginning of the week, the embers had finally left him. He felt cold, was it always this way for him?
A small groan left Izuku as he moved his arms down from his head, when they were in front of him a sickening feeling crawled up Izuku's spine.
As he stared at them they began to shake. All the damage from last year and with no Quirk to reinforce or enhance his body made Izuku feel everything.
The bruised tendons, the shredded muscles, all the fractured and damaged bones. He felt like a 60 year old who fought a war yet he was barely into his second year, what a great start.
After a couple of minutes the hot water stopped as Izuku was seen now sitting at the edge of his bed, arms shaking as he put on a shirt. Slight winces of pain left him as he finished putting it on before looking towards the sliding glass door that had the starry night sky.
Izuku: . . . . How're we gonna keep this?
He held his head in thought before jumping up as the teen was seen grabbing a notebook as Izuku began to slowly write.
"Tuesday, July 21st. I'm, I'm still not happy. I saved the world, I saved as many people as I can yet, after the embers left I've felt cold. It's selfish to think this way right? I feel so wrong, not being able to help people the same way. But there's other ways, right? I can teach, I can inspire, lead the next set of heroes to come."
