Purge The Poison | MHA

[Various!MHA X Female!Reader] You've seen the end of the world once before. Watched skyscrapers crumble under his power, heard the once high and mighty heroes plead for mercy, for a saviour that would never come. You watched the Symbol of Peace take a final stand only to collapse and never get back up with that friendly smile he once had. It broke you. Shattered any sanity you held, but what could you do? You were no hero. Just a bystander. And then, in what you thought was perhaps an act of mercy from the world, you died.

Yet you didn't stay dead.

You woke back up at the beginning of it all, back before the chaos, the death. When you were just a normal eighteen-year-old, trying to finish high school and go to university. You're just some girl, working a dead-end shift at a shitty convenience store. Like you didn't know the fate awaiting every hero you saw on T.V., the students coming into the store, every small-time criminal who didn't remain as unassuming as they seemed. Each time, it's a punishment, watching charred remains morph with living, breathing people. Hearing the screams. Everyone you walk past is just a corpse waiting for their funeral.

And you're the only one who knows.