It shouldn't be this bright outside, Izuku thought. The sun showered him in its warmth, though it did little to make him feel any better. The rays shone brightly, casting shadows around the graveyard the green-haired man. The grave that he was in front of was plain, a simple stone obelisk with the name "Midoriya" etched into it. Beneath it lay some carnations that he had placed not long ago. He placed his hands together as he closed his eyes, praying for his mother.

It wasn't long before he opened them up once more.

"I'd appreciate it if you refrain from damaging any of the graves." He said quietly.

Behind him was a woman, wearing casual clothes. He could recognize her face immediately.

"Even after all these years, I can still see it's you, Ochako." Izuku stated.

She stood there, shaking violently, closing and opening her fists.

"I waited here every day for you to come by. At first I wasn't sure if you would do it." Her voice was terse, as if she was holding everything she had back. "Yet... Here you are. Someone like you still insists on mourning those you left behind."

Izuku sighed. "I can't be expected to be a part of everyone's life. That doesn't mean I can't respect and love them."

"Love?" Uraraka threw her hand back. "Love?! That's what you want to call it?! She waited every day for you to come back. Every day! You didn't have to see her break down every time something reminded her of you! You weren't there when she recognized you on the news! You weren't there when she decided to..." She cut herself off, covering her mouth as she held back a sob. "You weren't there! You never were! And you call that love?"

"I had no choice." Izuku replied, not turning around. "Sacrifices had to be made at some point. I want my vision of the world to come to fruition. That alone is what drives me."

"Is that why you killed Iida?" She growled.

Izuku remained silent

She continued, "I don't understand you. I want to. I want to know why you came out like this. Your mother talked all the time about how you were a sweet child. Now look at you." Ochako spat. "So remorseless that you seem barely irked by the face your mother took her own life out of grief."

"Don't talk like you know me!" Izuku yelled, his breath hitching. He turned around, his eyes full of anger as tears cascaded down his face. "Of course I have regrets! I miss her more than you ever could!"

The woman was taken aback as the man in front of her pointed at her accusingly. "You have no idea how heart-wrenching it was for me to leave her! Every time I saw her on the street, searching for me and passing out posters- it was like a knife cutting into my chest. I wanted so badly to run into her arms, and tell her that I was home. But if I did that, then I would be giving up on everything that I had worked towards! I chose to abandon her so I could protect my brother-"

"Stop calling him that, he's not your brother!"

"He is! I don't care if he's not related to me by blood. He was the only thing that kept me sane in a world where I wasn't welcome!"

Uraraka paused.

"I'll never be able to repay him for what he did for me. This fake society left us both to rot, and he saw that. He saved me. And in return, I will do everything I can to tear this ugly world up by the roots like the parasitic weed it is." He looked back to his mother's grave, closing his eyes in pain. "I'm going to bring the world onto its knees, and I'll force everyone to take a long, hard look at one another. I'm going to make a society in which people like Tomura won't have to worry about being abandoned by their neighbor, who wait for some fake hero who wants nothing more than fame and fortune."

"You sound just like Stain once did."

Izuku chuckled. "I learned a thing or two from him. I didn't quite copy his philosophy, but we did resonate with one another."

"He was a heartless killer."

"He knew that in order to change society, you had to get your hands dirty. Very dirty."

"Is that why you murdered Iida? Because you needed to dirty your hands?"

"He told me that I was either coming back with him or he was going to die trying." Izuku responded. "I was perfectly willing to let him live..." The man clenched his fists. "...but he did something incredibly stupid. I can't forgive him for what he did."

Uraraka looked down, doing her best not to attack the villain on the spot. "You spare Bakugou time and time again. Every time he finds you, you beat him to a pulp, but you refuse to kill him." She took a deep breath. "Iida didn't even want to arrest you. He thought you were brainwashed. He was going to take you home. He thought if you saw your mother, you would snap back to reality. He knew he needed to bring you in, but he was willing to break the law for you. You know that's not something Iida does."

Uraraka felt tears sting the bottom of her eyes. "So... why then? Why do you continue to spare Katsuki while you slaughter anyone else who gets in your way?!"

Izuku stared for a moment, before quietly replying. "He refuses to change. He caused pain to so many people around him in his quest to become the number one hero. I want to embed this fact into the deepest parts of his being. I want to knock him down to the lowest rung of society, and let him wallow around as he learns what it means to be like his little Deku. I want him to watch as I reform this society that he obsesses over. And if he still wants to die after I win, then I will allow him to."

The woman grit her teeth. The malice in his tone... even if he was brainwashed, Uraraka had long since convinced herself that he was beyond saving.

Izuku looked up to the sky, peering into the blue sky and white sun. A cloud passed overhead, tossing the two adults into a light shade.

"This was an interesting conversation, Uraraka, but I have to go now. I'd advise against coming back if you wish to keep your quirk." He turned around as a purple-black portal opened between him and his mother's grave. He left without saying anything further.

Uraraka fell to her knees. "What happened to you, Izuku?"

A/N: Two chapters in one day whaaaaaaat?

Sorry, I know usually I wait for one a day but this sort of got stuck in my head so I just decided to go with it. Hope you enjoy it!

And thanks again, everyone!