Back to the perspective of our actual protagonist lol.
I couldn't help but grunt in annoyance at the sudden lack of a guide. I didn't know if it was apart of the simulation or some other random shit, but it was pissing me off to no end. Regardless, maybe I should get a glimpse of where I was.
Not that I care about the outcome of the simulation anyway.
I was standing in a deserted area. There was sand as far as my eyes could see, and I wondered if this was based on a real location in the actual world.
Why should I care about that? I should just get this over with.
Noticing a single rustic wooden shed in the distance, I decided to use it for shelter temporarily.
It was getting dark.
There was a part of me that was afraid.
I slowly pushed open the delicate door, and my feet touched the wooden floorboards, as they left behind a deafening creak. I decided to stay on high alert. I didn't know what was out there, so I needed to make sure I was ready in case there was an attack or something.
The fact that the shed itself was made out of wood was a massive problem, considering it would be a hindrance to me. I needed to plan my explosions carefully, or I'd be in trouble.
They really though about this hard didn't they? At first I had assumed that they had simply designed random spaces for us, but they actually considered all sorts of stuff, like how vulnerable we'd be. I was pretty sure that someone would attack me in the middle of the night, so maybe this shed wasn't the best idea. Except there wasn't any other place around, and it was getting dark out. As much as I hated to admit it, this was the best bet I had.
If someone were to arrive....
I'd have to rely on my own physical strength.
It's been ages since I fought without a quirk. Last time I can remember was like ten fucking years ago? And that was more of a beat down. I was pathetic then, just like any kid would be. My quirk made me who I am. It was what transformed me into something.
And that's what made Deku so goddamn weak.
But now, it feels like we just keep on getting more and more similar. I was always seven steps ahead.....but now......
Stop being such a dumbass and fucking focus Katsuki.
It was then that I heard the sound of rustling outside.
My eyes immediately shifted around the domain, searching for any weapons I could use, but there was nothing. Honestly, I wasn't surprised. Leave it to U.A to make this as complicated as possible. Suddenly, a voice rang through my ears.
"Don't bother trying to run outside. You'll be drowned within the sand, and the sky is tainted with poison that can kill you within an instant. Of course you won't die for real, but don't worry; you'll probably go mad."
Even though I didn't see anyone around, it felt as though the words were being whispered into my ears. The voice sounded genderless, cold and crisp, lacking any semblance of emotion or feeling. It was nothing short of dead, hollow and inhuman. It was then that I realized that something was wrong. Weren't Mummy-man and the other teachers supposed to guide us through with an orientation? Wasn't the first portion of this simulation supposed to be easy??
Wasn't it supposed to be safe???
Why the hell did they fucking lie to us?!
"I hope you're ready, Katsuki Bakugo. There's nowhere left to hide. "
Within seconds, I began to cough and choke, feeling drowsy. My hands went to my mouth and nose, trying to hold my breath. But it was too late.
The gas had already reached my lungs.
My eyelids felt heavy, as I desperately tried to stay awake. My arms and legs were numb. I couldn't even move my fingers.
The last thing I saw was a dark, tall figure walking slowly towards me, as my vision became blurry.
"Welcome to CLIC, or as most know it...."
They pointed a gun straight at my face.
"Virtual Hell."
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