Chaos.
Utter chaos engulfed the streets.
Not a spec of land left untouched, left damaged either by the destructive villains, or by the fighting heroes.
The fire of battle dimming, both sides suffering great loses. Everyone was tired, tired of the killing, tired of seeking shelter, tired of fighting. All hope was beginning to be lost with your outburst.
Rather, your quirk's outburst. You, yourself
You've let go of the reigns, drifted off into the deep abyss-like ocean of your mind, sinking deeper every second. Your quirk Gemini took over, eliminating every figure, every being of life in its way. You were able to watch as your quirk brought death, the one thing you'd promised yourself to refrain from. If you weren't this tired, if the commission was so damn fucking corrupted, you would've fought on their side.
'Threat eliminated.'
'Threat eliminated.'
'Threat eliminated.'
'Threat eliminated.'
How many people have you killed? How many lives have you taken?
'Figure of King approaching; permission to eliminate set target.'
"Y/n!"
'Keigo...'
'Recovering memories...loading set target's data...Keigo Takami.'
. . .
"Keigo! Stop eating all the chicken nuggets!" You saw yourself laugh at the bird-man stuffing his face with chicken nuggets. "Say cheese!"
"H-Hey! Don't take a picture of me!"
"Too late! Oh you look cute like this, look!" Keigo didn't give a fuck about the picture, he was staring hard at your face. He was going to imprint that smile on your face, the sound of your laugh, the sound of your giggles, this moment right here; into his brain.
"I love you, Y/n." He blurted, accident or not, you replied a bashful smile on your face.
"I love you too, Keigo."
. . .
'I need to- I need to go back.' You struggled to breathe in your consciousness, the reigns you've once let go of now far off in the surface, barely visible.
Not a speck of light to guide you, his pleading voice ringing in your head begs you to fight.
Fight for what's right.
Fight for control.
Fight for each other.
Fight for yourself.
You took in hallucinatory water, your lungs filling with the salty liquid, a numb ache from running out of oxygen, the pounding in your head- everything was against your fight. Everything inside you hurt, but you didn't care, as long as you made it back and had a hand to fix everything, you didn't care what you'd have to sacrifice.
You'd do it for him.
For Keigo.
'Overwriting permission to kill-'
"Stop." Everything stilled, the panic of the half-dead heroes, the fighting, everything.
[Gemini:..............-Copy and restore cells, skin, in some situations even organs(Healing). However when copying and generating new cells(healing), Y/n feels and goes through 10~100 times the pain the target goes through...............-Possible to restore life upon the dead, consequences unknown.]
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Fanfiction"Loving you losing game." I say, before I even comprehend what's happening, an angry Keigo pointed a finger at me, and words left his mouth, flat and low, but so clear. "Oh is that how it is? Well then, we were always a losing game." "Kei-" "Don't...