𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑

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This place gave off Euphoric vibes.

I remembered not knowing if this was a dream...

If this was a dream then why could I smell roses and vanilla?

It was an aesthetically gratifying place, a place you couldn't ever forget.

A place you could only dream of...

I was dreaming... right? 

Yes. It was a dream, yet somehow I felt consciously present the undivided time;

it was as if my senses were still alert.

I'm dreaming yet I'm conscious? 

I scanned the infrastructure steadily at that moment. 

I did, however, remain in my calm and floaty stance.

I can't remember every detail but it looked like a haven.

It had the ancient greek support beams painted in an untainted and pure white.

The ground was covered in angel-like mist which smelt of what you would expect clouds would smell like. A really cotton candy vibe.

It illuminated a heaven glow and the white benches with imperfectly-perfect cherry-red roses intertwining themselves around the legs of the bench. 

Heavenly bushes full of red roses were replaced as walls.

Empty but pure.

It was nostalgic and peaceful.

Something was wrong, it was to perfect it was off.

Not only that, but this was also all oddly familiar.

The heavenly gardens and decoration disappeared and I remember being left in an empty and white vicinity, mist being the only thing in the area. 

I remember noticing something in the mere distance.

I, now regretfully, did take steps to reach the 'thing'

That was dumb of me, of course, I didn't know that just yet.

A tombstone? 

I read out loud:

Y/n ~ Aizawa

Date of death: ...

Reason of death: Faced a tragic outcome against the words most destructive villain. She fought well. 

May Y/n rest in peace...

My heart, at the time, sunk to the bottom of my chest.

I remember forgetting those reoccurring dreams.

There I saw people standing under umbrellas dropping roses at a gold frame with a photo of me smiling happily. 

Rain poured extremely brutally.

There was an abundance of people.

I started crying when I notified my father in tears on his knees dropping his umbrella to the floor and letting the unrelenting rain pour onto him. 

Uncle-Might held onto him to support him. 

He also cried.

As far as I remember they did mumble things like:

'I can't live without my daughter.'

and

'if only I could protect her'

A lot of people caught my eye at that time but what I remember at the time was Izu-Chan hating himself for 'letting this happen to me...' I guess he felt at fault and he looked destroyed.

I also remember running towards two boys who knelt next to my photos crying.

But, in fact, they looked confused about why they were so sad, 

why they just couldn't control their emotions...

I finally remembered the dream we all connected to.

I began to sprint towards them for their attention and so we can wake from this tragic nightmare.

I felt horrible seeing them in that state of self-loathing and depressive sadness.

"Todoroki, Katsuki!" I called to them at the time. 

Of course to my dissatisfaction, I was unable to be seen.

The closer to my alleged grave the more I felt like chocking.

I was stupidly waving my arms in front of me when...

I dropped to my knees. 

I was chocking, no

I was being strangled.

I was virtually being strangled by no one.

That's when I became visible.

I could feel the pain.

Both their eyes widened in shock as they saw me appear chocking in front of them.

They tried to stop whatever it was killing me.

Nothing.

Zero.

Oblivion.

Helplessness.

I could felt every inch of pain.. weird for a dream...

Even the rain that poured down my face I could no longer enjoy.

Nothing could help me.

"T- Todoroki... Katsuki! I-its-... the dream we always h- have!" I coughed before continuing.

"But this time... I can feel everything..."

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I awoke from the slumber. 

Oh shit...