The Cursed Hero

Chapter 18

" Speaking out loud "
' Thinking '
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Hosu's Incident - Prelude
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The sun was raising and Midoriya's alarm was about to go off, but he was already up, hearing the tick from his clock. He was sitting on the ground, his back against the side of his bed, unable to sleep after today's events. Raiju was on the roof, assuming his new position as Inko's guardian, scouting for possible enemies. Midoriya's face showed nothing, his expression revealing only a small trace of sadness. He looked at his bookshelf and noticing the red book, picked up his pillow, saying:

"Switch"

He took the book in his hands and started going through the pages again, while his pillow struggled to remain inside the small compartment the book was. At this point he had already finished the whole book, every word, every power, he had understood all of it, but it still didn't stop him from doing it once again, maybe this time something would miraculously appear, a page that could solve his internal struggle, a few words from that woman, Sarada that could guide him. He was reading but not really paying attention, he just wanted a distraction. He tossed the book aside after a few minutes and sighed, wondering about what to do from now on. In a second, he got up, his face twisted in a mask of rage, but he wasn't angry with anything specifically, he was angry at himself for being so weak and confused about all this.

'Shit.'
'How about-' Raiju started but Midoriya stopped him.
'I already told you I don't want to talk right now Raiju... I just want to be alone for a while, please.'
'Right.'

He looked through his window and wondered what was happening around this city right now, how many were being killed, being assaulted, beaten, broken... He once said he would save all of them, didn't he? He said it didn't matter who he would end up fighting, even the gods themselves. He looked to his desk and saw the piece of cloth that once was All Might's smile on his costume, wondering where those days went, they looked like a dream right now... Maybe ignorance was indeed a blessing. He picked the fabric and touched it, his eyes closed as if he was trying to extract something from it, if he was asking for guidance. After a few seconds, he opened his hands, letting the piece of cloth slide to the ground.

'No. I can't ask All Might for help... I can't ask anyone for help... I'm the one who must help others. I shouldn't be asking for signals, I should be the one sending them. I can't keep behaving like a child, I need to be firm, I need to choose my way and never doubt it, but what should I choose? Should I destroy the league and put an end to their plans, or should I stop... The heroes who are breaking the laws and walking free?'
'May I present a suggestion?'

"Sigh."

'I told you to stop prying Raiju.'
'I can't help it, I can't turn our mental link off.'
'All right, all right... What were you going to say?'
'Instinct.'
'Huh?'

'Your answer could very well be instinct. Maybe instinct isn't the right word here, but it will have to do. When you saw the girl, your instinct was to save her, you didn't care about anything else, and that's who you are... When you were thinking about punishing that man, your instinct was to find another solution instead of allowing Stain to kill him, even if that was what you wanted. Even if at that moment where you were angry that you could kill him yourself, you thought about an alternative route... Although it was a harsh one as well. Maybe you should trust your instinct. Remember what Hawks once said to you? Be a villain who follows the hero code or be a hero with a dark side, it doesn't matter as long as you do what's right... Here, what you think is right. If you think what you're doing is right, do it without a doubt inside your head, follow your instincts.'