Shigadabi- OneShot(s?) "Burning dust"

It'd suck to play solo forever, y'know?

A/n
Ignore the fact that it might suck.
Written for key_the_demisexual
Take it, it took hours-
The names a work in progress-

Tomura Shigaraki,

a character made from cinders, from childhood weakness and desperation.

I was designed to beat this twisted game. That is my only goal. It's the only thing that matters, the only thing worth my attention.

Useless things like hesitation and guilt bring about weakness, and weak is the one thing I refuse to be.
Never again will I allow myself to be reduced to such a pathetic state, that role belongs to a name that has long since been abandoned.

And yet..?

I've no need for attachment or sentiment, I exist simply to level the playing field.

Someone has to reset this world, hero's are frauds and justice is just a stupid concept.

I'll break this world, its a sh*t game and someone needs to update it.

That's it, nothing else.

I am Tomura Shigaraki and I hold no empathy for the NPC's at my disposal.
They exist solely to follow my orders and nothing else.
Nothing else..

Survive and conquer , destroy and rebuild.
Looking back could get you killed and every action must be planned perfectly.
There's no time for anything else.

So why? Am I thinking about something else?

The weak will be crushed, only the strong will survive. Its how every game works.

Why?

Delusions of regret and pain must be shoved aside immediately. That's what I was taught.

So why?

Why can't I stop thinking of that expression on his face?

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"It's pro hero Endeavour!"

The crowd was growing difficult to navigate.

"Sir, please can you spare a moment !"

We wouldn't have had long before the chaos separated us. It was time to get back.

I remember it vividly.

"Sir!"
"Mr. Endeavor?"

Everyone else had already made their retreat.
I almost couldn't find that idiot, For someone with such a tacky and noticeable appearance he sure knows how to blend in.

" Rumours have begun to circulate about your eldest son "

He's always been the most difficult to keep in check, I wondered why it is I still keep him around. Honestly, I still don't know the answer to that.

"Touya Todoroki, the one who passed, people are saying his death was not an accident ,
Sir, do you have a comment ?"

I was almost there god d*mn it.
I was almost there when that f*cker had to open his mouth.

"Who?"

My hand faltered in that moment.
For the first time in who knows how long , I hesitated.

It ticked me off.
Not a single thing had ever managed to overwhelm me so completely, and yet the look on his face..