Slayers in a Heroic World

Ch.17 Last Chance

Disclaimer I do not own My Hero Academia nor Demon Slayer

I only own the Plot and Original Characters

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*Narrator Pov*

A robot fell apart as a slash cut it down the middle. Another one punched at a figure but was also split into two pieces as a red slash went across its torso. Izuku released a hissing breath showing him with a frustrated look on his face. He was shirtless only wearing the UA gym pants. Beads of sweat covered him as he fell into another stance the black steel in his katana gleaming in the fake city.

It seemed he was releasing his frustration on a new variant of the UA robot. The Mark 6, an adaptive humanoid variant, with a slim build. The cool part about them is that they are adaptive, whatever they are hit with the next time the same move or type of attack hits it will either not work or be half as effective. Innovative tech made by someone on I-island. You could also set the setting on how the only way it could be defeated. The setting Izuku set was only by decapitation by his katana. Just like a demon. With no quirk as a handicap.

The two robots that Izuku cut through slowly got up as their missing body part reformed from wires inside them or they just grabbed it and put it back on. (Like Metal Cooler). 50 robots surrounded him as they gave him an appraising look. Izuku collected his breath, the beads of sweat disappearing as he refocused. His frown was still evident as he fell into another stance.

Though why was he so frustrated? Was it due to the media bothering him about his connection with All Might? No, he handled that pretty well due to him either being too busy in training or straight-up not caring. Family? Besides his sister and father being on the run he was able to hold down the fort relatively easily. So, what was bothering him?

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*2 Days Ago*

Izuku walked the halls of the 1A dorm towards his girlfriend's room. His girlfriend had called him that it was time she told him something she was feeling. So, yeah Izuku assumed once again that he was going to get dumped just like the last time he was called. Hopefully, it wasn't that but something about her tone just seemed off.

Izuku soon reached her door and knocked waiting for a second. Eventually, Uraraka opened the door and let him in not letting him look at her for a second. She was in her uniform but as she finally turned to Izuku he could see the red under her eyes.

Izuku: Ochaco? What-

Ochaco: No. Let me talk just like last time. I have a lot to say and well this will hurt you more than me.

She pulled his hands into hers as they sat on the edge of the bed. She took a deep breath before beginning.

Ochaco: Izuku. I've been thinking a lot recently, mostly about my purpose here. I'm a soul that shouldn't be here, I rushed into this life never considering the soul I didn't allow to live. While Izuku or your Patriarch or whatever the hell he goes by now. He thought of that the moment he was given the offer and decided something difficult.

Ochaco stared deep into Izuku's eyes showing the sorrow she was feeling at the moment.

Ochaco: Izuku. I'm going to destroy my memories from this body.

Izuku's breath hitched.

Izuku: What?

Ochaco: I'm only going to destroy the memories of the past life, and keep everything from this life. The only thing from the past life that will stay is the combat experience everything else will be gone. Including any interactions that happened due to me, the past self.