Author's Note: I'm back, y'all! If you know someone who writes a My Hero Academia fanfic especially Villain! Deku AU fanfics please message me on my profile. I'm totally in need of assistance on how would I finish this. I have so many ideas to type yet I'm bad at decisions it might ruin the content otherwise. Moving forward, this is the continuation of Izuku Midoriya: Origins Part 3.

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Izuku Midoriya: Origins – Part 3

"As long as life exists, as long as time has meaning….I am not done!"

Midoriya POV

(Flashback)

"U-Uhhh….Am I….dead?" Izuku let out a soft moan as he looked around but in a low blurry vision. Everything was dimly lit until he can finally see images properly after rubbing his eyes with both hands. It seemed that he was lying on a soft couch with a warm and fluffy blanket placed on him. Later, he could hear the sound of background music around the room – relaxing and soothing piano music coming from classic tracks of Mozart. He slowly sat up and looked around once again….no one was around except for the music playing.

'Is this what purgatory looks like when I died?' He thought to himself.

Minutes later, he heard footsteps coming outside as Izuku felt a little fear, his heart started pounding, sweats coming out from his head and his body trembling like there would be a boogeyman or grim reaper approaching through the door.

The door opens.

"You're finally awake, kid." The man's entire body is made of dark purple mist, wearing an elegant suit and tie and has five metal plates around the collarbone just below the eyes.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!" Izuku shrieked in fear making him jump out of his sofa and fell to the ground.

"T-T-T-Tell me you're not the grim reaper please please please please I'm not yet ready to go to hell—" He crossed fingers and shut his eyes, pleading not to end him immediately.

The man blinked before trying to calm him down. "In all frank, I've been dreaming of becoming one someday. But don't worry, I'm not the person you wanted to expect."

Izuku tilted his head and blinked before asking him a question. "W-Who are you then…and where am I?"

"Kurogiri…." The mist man placed a tray of food and a glass of juice on the coffee table before checking on the boy up and down. "It seems you haven't eaten for days. For now, you should regain back your energy. I must go now…" He was about to walk out of the room until Izuku asked him again.

"W-Wait! Y-You…. haven't answered the other question…w-where am I and what is going on here?"

"You'll find out when you meet our master. The only answer I could give you right now is you're alive." Kurogiri glanced back to him before walking out of the room.

Alive?

A confused Izuku placed his hand on his forehead and shook his head a few times. He finally remembered the day when he committed suicide inside his room by hanging. He, later on, moved his hand down on his neck as he felt the soft texture of a bandage around his and could feel the scars and little sting on his neck, letting out a soft moan. After realizing on what he did before departing, he wrapped his arms around his legs and cried in silence, thinking about his mother, Aunt Mitsuki, Uncle Masaru, and his former childhood friend now a bully who humiliated him for being quirkless: Kacchan.

Kurogiri who was outside of the room could hear the silent cry of the young boy by leaning on the wall.

He sighed and stayed still before resuming his duty at the bar.

Hours after reflecting himself, he slowly dug in the food he received from Kurogiri. Munching like a little kid, but carefully swallowing it as he was still feeling the pain on his neck. After finishing his fill for a few minutes, Kurogiri walked through his room, looked at the empty tray with an amused look on his face and offered new clothes to the boy.

"Can you move properly, kid? Stand? Walk?"

Izuku slowly nodded. "I-I think so…"

"Good. If you don't mind making a change. Our master wants to see you after 30 minutes. The shower is located on the left side of the room" He placed it on the couch.

"W-Who?" Izuku looked confused.

"Don't make me repeat myself…" He walked out with an emotionless tone.

"How rude…" Izuku pouted.

The young man complied with the order as he went inside the shower to take a quick scrub and get change.

After 30 minutes, Izuku left the room wearing a crisp classic white shirt, black slacks, black leather shoes, and a dark green necktie. He roamed around the hallway with dim lights with awe. He later found by Kurogiri and assisted him downstairs where the so-called 'Master' was waiting for him to show up.

Once reached the ground floor, he glanced around the area and it looked like a lounge…or a bar for fancy/high-class people with a cool ambiance. Unfortunately, there were no people hanging out for a drink as he was the only one in the area and Kurogiri until another man showed up to him sitting on a brown leathered recliner chair holding a rum glass.

"Sir, he's here~" Kurogiri reported as the master started talking.

"Betrayal ripples through time.

It reshapes previously immutable truths into dark questions….

It transforms future dreams into fears.

It recasts all you thought you knew and all

You thought you could hope for…."

The man, wearing a black, skull-like glass mask with angular pipes at the top, a collar-like life support system around his neck, and his suit ended his expressive poetry.

"Uhh... a-are you the master grim reaper….sir?" Izuku was stuttering in fright of the big man's appearance and baritone voice.

"What food did you give to him, Kurogiri?"

"I prepared and cooked the food properly to him, sir. No more and no less." Kurogiri complied.

The man chuckled as he scratched his leg using his other hand. "Do not fret, child. No one is going to hurt you here."

"I really have no idea what's going on sir, but who are you? A-And why is the mist man beside me is telling me that I'm still alive?" To cut the chase, Izuku asked with all the remaining courage he had.

"You may call me All For One. To think you ended your life for being powerless after all the suffering you'd carried in your life….I don't think it should end that way."

"W-What are you talking about? I tried explaining it to them that even though I don't have such power—"

"That you can be one of them? The hero you've always dreamed for?"

The young boy looked down.

"I've been observing your younger youth I can directly see in your eyes that you have potential and I know it." He brought some notebooks from the coffee table and threw it towards the boy. Izuku looked at it and realized it was his notebooks during Junior High.

"How did you get these?" He knelt down his knees to collect the notebooks.

"Hero Analysis for the Future~ I've read the whole collection after you died and I'm impressed with your analytical skills even if you haven't attended in hero schools. Seriously, I can't even understand people losing their opportunity to meet the real you….you really are a genius."

"And this is why we stay here and avoid people as much as possible~" Kurogiri added

Izuku blushed a little and smiled, appreciating the compliment from the man. "T-Thank you, sir. This would've happened if they appreciated my works even if I'm quirkless…Only my mom believed me…but the effort I gave my all….it wasn't enough and felt frustrated.."

All For One nodded slowly, understanding the boy's frustration.

"If you're still thinking who revived you from the grave…it was me. And with that, you owe me a debt of gratitude, child."

He gulped and looked at him with curiosity. "Okay….what do you want me to do then?"

"I'll be your guide from now on. You'll comply my tasks to reach our main goal. Your colleagues in this organization will train you to help you grow stronger and powerful and able to defend yourself. Don't look surprised when I tell you…" He grinned.

Izuku already felt that he was revived and encouraged him to join in the opposite organization, but since there are still people who believed in him he later on nodded and clenched his fists. "You don't need to spill the name…I've already got it."

"Well then…you'd better get prepared and once you have all the strength and will to live for survival, I'll let you know what my main goal is…"

He nodded and stepped twice to come closer to him, asking requests. "I will comply all your missions and that goal…in 3 conditions."

"It depends what 'conditions' you want me to grant, but since you're still a little puny munchkin, let me hear your appeals" The villain smirked.

"First is….if anything happens, don't touch or hurt my mother as she's the only one I have in the world. I don't have an idea what happened to my father, but I need my mom to live without violence."

The man slowly nodded. "Go on…"

"I will comply to your tasks regardless of how difficult would be, but I won't kill people without a valid reason…"

He pondered for a couple of minutes, snapping his neck and cracking his knuckles. "You're smart, child….you're giving me a headache already."

"Would you like some aspirin sir?" Kurogiri asked in a playful manner.

"Shut up-!"

Izuku rubbed his temples.

"Make it quick kid before I change my mind…"

"O-Oh yes! Uhhmm…. The last one is….once you fulfilled your 'main goal', I will leave this organization and work as a lone wolf with no affiliation….or maybe leave me in peace."

"I should've refrained myself to use my reviving quirk, you grateful brat!" He threw the rum glass on the wall and sighed deeply.

"…..Granted!"

Izuku smiled upon hearing his granted wishes. "Thank you so much sir for acknowledging my plea."

The man stood up and made a few steps closer to him before ruffling the younger boy's hair roughly.

"Your secrets are safe with me, Izuku Midoriya…..

Remember that kindness

Author's note: Aaaaand scene. I'm cutting this story because, in the next chapter, I will publish the continuation battle of Todoroki, Kirishima, and Bakugo vs Izuku so watch out for that! Once again, thank you so much for supporting this story. Please, please, please leave a review as I love to read feedbacks both good or not so good for me to improve the story. See ya later!