Prologue

Legacy


"You're leaving again."

It wasn't a question, but a statement, spoken with so much dread and pain that it made him freeze in his tracks, his own body more than a bit reluctant to turn around, knowing pretty well what sight awaited him.

But even so he did, albeit slowly, for he knew that this would be nothing compared to what he would have to face in the future, or at the very least that's what he told himself.

It didn't make it any easier though, to see the hurt in her green eyes. It almost made him recoil, in fact, for he knew he was the only one person responsible for such heartbroken look.

But even so, he remained frozen in place, while doing his best to make sure his expression didn't betray him. It was far easier now than before, of course. At one point, he had probably been an open book to the woman in front of him, for that's what the last three years of living, studying, fighting alongside each other had brought.

But right now, he couldn't show her that. He didn't even know if he could be considered the same person that she had once known.

If he had been, he would have already dropped the bag in his arm and would have rushed to hug girl in a sad attempt of soothing the pain that he himself had caused.

But right now, the only thing he could offer her was a smile.

A pathetic one that didn't resemble the sight she was used to even a bit, but it was the best he could muster right now.

Even then though, it seemed she caught the meaning of it quite quickly.

She had always been the smart one of the two, after all.

"I-I won't let you." He heard her whisper, her slight stutter bringing back fondness that he knew he couldn't allow himself to feel right now. "n-not again, I won't-I can't."

That was just who she was, he knew. Allways trying to help others, even those that didn't want her help in the first place.

No wonder All Might had chosen her, really.

She just cared too much.

That was probably how she realized something had been wrong in the first place.

This wasn't the first time he had left U.A in a hurry in the middle of the night, after all.

But last time, he had every intention of returning after cleaning up his name.

Now though?

This would be the last time he ever stood inside these walls.

It would be his last day as member of class 3-A, even if the school year had just started.

It would also be the last time he faced her, at least for a long time.

And she seemed to be aware of that, but there was really nothing that she could do by now.

They both simply had to keep moving forward. Plus Ultra, as they said, even if their future paths clashed in more ways than once.

"Goodbye, Midoriya." When was the last time he called her by her last name only? A long ass time ago, he knew. It sounded so detached, even cold to his lips, but it was also a necessity, for both of them.

And at the back of his head, a small part of him realized the irony of the situation. Hadn't he been, at one point in his life, standing on the opposite end of a similar discussion?

He had ended with a Chidori through his chest that day though, so maybe it wasn't the best comparison.

It seemed lightning would always remain his least favorite element though, for he saw the tell tales sign of her activating her Quirk, with green sparks suddenly dancing around her form.

It would be futile, however. Maybe before, she would have stood a chance at stopping him, back when his memory was missing entirely, and his arsenal was as limited as it could get given who he was.

But now?

He saw the black tendrils of one of her Quirks, Black Whip, shoot towards him from her arm. He raised his own immediately, the tendrils draping themselves over his entire arm, one second before she tried to pull him in.

When he didn't move an inch, she changed tactics, instead deciding to launch herself towards him.

But she had never been faster than him, much less so now.

So, by the time she had reached him, he was gone in a yellow flash.

The last bit he saw of her being the desperation in her eyes.


Waiting had never been his favorite part of the job.

It was something that he could do, of course. No one lived as long as he had in that type of career without being to simply do nothing for hours. Patience was a virtue and all of that jazz.

Didn't mean he had to like it.

'You wouldn't have to wait if you just went and did your shit already.'

Surprisingly, having a fur-ball complaining inside his head did little to alleviate the boredom.

It wasn't even the first time he heard that complaint today, but he knew he needed to do this properly, or else the chances of too many of them escaping would increase too much.

Unless he started showing off more than he wanted to, but that wasn't the time for that, not yet at the very least.

Not like he would even have to wait for much longer anyway, given how he finally saw his target leave the building he had been watching over for most of the night.

It was easy to identify him, given his bulky form, a result of the guy's Quirk, which gave him the appearance of a lion.

His eyes narrowed behind his mask, right before he jumped down from his vantage point.

It was time to start his night.


He was tired.

Exhausted actually, with every fiber of his body begging him to finally take a rest, even if it was in the form of passing out in a hole somewhere.

But he couldn't

Even as blood slipped through his wounds, as grime and dirt covered the tattered remains of his hero suit and as his whole form shook with each slight breath he took, he refused to lie down, even for a second.

Not even the sight of All For One's body, or at least what was left of it, was enough to calm his beating heart, even though this was supposed to be it, right? He defeated the bad guy, the day was saved, everyone could go back to happier days now, right?

But he couldn't, even if he had wanted to, he couldn't

Maybe yesterday he would have. Hell, maybe even just an hour ago, he would have.

But right now, even if it was with trembling steps that made his body shudder in pain, he simply kept moving forward.

Why?

Because he finally remembered.

He remembered everything.

That was the only reason he was even alive right now.

All For One had been expecting a hero in training.

He had not been prepared to face a Jinchuriki.

And because of that, he needed to keep moving.

For how could he rest? How could he, especially when...

'Good to know this place wasn't able to fix that fucked up head of yours, Uzumaki Naruto.'

When there was so much work left to do?


His target was running.

It seemed he had underestimated the man's Quirk, given how he was able to sense his approach.

It didn't matter that much however, since the man was keeping himself on the rather...desolated area of the docks.

It was also the zone which hardly had any Heroes patrolling it, so it wasn't a surprise that he had chosen to run to such place.

It also made his job far easier.

So when he jumped down, he did so with nothing but precision, his feet clashing with the back of his target's head with enough force to make him stumble despite his size.

Then, a roar of pain left his mouth, courtesy of the kunai he had thrown at his...paw? Hand? He wasn't sure of the semantics, but he was sure it was firmly embedded to the wall behind him now.

Of course, the first thing his target did next was to try and take out the knife, which gave him plenty of opportunity to lodge his fist right into the target's stomach, with enough force to push the lion man's body against the wall, cracking it on impact.

Suffice to say, he was unconscious by the time his body hit the floor.

He removed his own mask, just as he started inspecting the unconscious body as best as he could. He wanted his disguise to be perfect, after all, even if he doubted anyone would notice the difference in the first place.

Not like they expected someone that was able to change his appearance at will in the first place.

He did expect them to grow more than a bit paranoid after tonight though, but that was fine with him.

It was actually what he wanted.

After all, if they all started to mistrust one another even more than they already did, whatever fragile alliance they had would soon crumble.

They would become easy picking for him.

But first though...

He needed to hide the body.


"You believe me, right? Please, old man, tell me you believe me!"

He didn't like how needy he sounded, how desperate his own voice came out, but right now he didn't care. He just needed someone, anyone, that believed in him.

Someone that didn't believe in the rumors, someone that didn't give him wary or outright suspicious looks.

Someone that didn't believe him to be a traitor, an inside agent with connections to All For One.

But whenever he had looked, he had found no one. Not his classmates and friends, not his teachers and mentors, even the civilians that he had sworn to protect.

Even when they tried to hide it, he could see it as clear at day in their eyes. The growing mistrust, the lack of confidence...

It hurt.

It hurt far, far more than what he would like to admit.

So in front of the man that had saved him, that had first trusted him and that had set him on his path as a hero, was it so wrong to beg for his vote of trust?

"I do trust you, young Uzumaki." Toshinori spoke, and he felt as if the weight of the world had finally been lifted from his shoulders.

"But even so..." And then, when Toshinori continued, he raised his head so fast he almost got whiplash, a look of utter shock present on his face. "Maybe...maybe there's something we're missing here."

He gave a step back, having a horrible feeling as to where Toshinori was going with this.

"Maybe..." He was speaking slowly and carefully, almost as if afraid he would do something if he made him upset. "Maybe All For One did something before I found you... Something that not even you yourself have realized it... with the number of Quirks that monster has, we can't be too careful, young Uzumaki."

Did he really think he was some sort of sleeping agent or something?

Not even Toshinori believed him? Even the closest thing he had to a family thought he was somehow working for a monster like All For One?

"I'm not a damn villain, All Might!" He yelled without even realizing it, his form trembling, with his hands so tightly together into fists that he could feel his knuckles going white.

It was only when he saw Toshinori give a step back that he realized he had activated his own Quirk without even realizing it.

He looked down at his hand, covered in the same crimson cloak he had grown used to wield in the years he had spent training with it. He released a shaky breath, doing his best to steady his own emotions, knowing how much his Quirk was affected by them.

But he found himself unable. It was all too much, and even Toshinori's obvious look of regret was doing little to sooth him.

"Naruto, I-" Toshinori started, his voice wavering, but the only thing he could offer him was a glare. He didn't want to listen to anything else right now, not if he was going to be someone putting in doubt who he was.

After everything he had done, didn't he at least deserve the benefit of the doubt?

"You're not being fair, sensei!"

It was a new voice, however, that managed to stop him from glaring at Toshinori even more, with the owner of said voicing suddenly moving to stand right beside him, from where he could see the defiant look on her freckled face.

"Young Midoriya..." He heard Toshinori's whisper, with him sounding as surprised as he himself was feeling at the moment. This was supposed to be a private conversation, after all, but it seemed Izuki had found herself with the need of following them.

"I know things aren't going well right now." She said, although that was an understatement if he was being honest. "B-but to blame everything on Naruto... no one is being fair anymore, sensei...not even you."

And then, her hardened eyes turned to look at him, growing visible softer as her gaze met his own. She even offered him a smile, one that did more to quell his emotions than anything he himself could have done.

"I trust him." She said, with nothing but conviction dripping from her tone, in a way that somehow managed to take his breath away, right before her eyes turned to steel and set themselves once more on Toshinori. "And I...I won't let anyone keep treating him as if he was a villain!"

And then, without further ado, she took him by the hand before pretty much dragging him away from a speechless Toshinori.

Not that he could blame the man though, since he himself didn't even know what to say.

To think she would stand up to her idol and mentor for him...

If he hadn't already fallen in love with her a long time ago, he would have done so right at that very moment.

That much he was certain.


The place was a disaster.

There was hardly any other way of describing it, if she was being honest, for as rude as it sounded, that's what it was.

Of course, it wasn't like she wasn't used to such sights, but even so, the number of bodies that were being carried towards the ambulances, and even whatever other vehicles they could find given the sheer number of individuals that needed the medical attention...

It was dreadful, even if they were all villains, it honestly looked as if a savage beast had torn them apart one by one.

She was sure she saw more than a few missing some of their limbs, but it wasn't a sight that she had tried to dwell over much, for obvious reasons.

"Creati." She heard a voice calling out to her, taking her out of her reverie. When she turned, she was greeted by the tired face of the Dragoon Hero, Ryukyu, who offered her a small smile and gentle nod.

"Ryukyu-san." She greeted back, her eyes leaving Ryukyu's form for just a moment as another injured villain was dragged pass them, the smell of blood washing over her nose as they did.

"What happened here...?" She ended up asking, not only because of the sheer mayhem happening around her, but also because she had been personally called out of her patrol by the Hero standing in front of her.

The answer she got though, was a sigh from Ryukyu, one that felt too heavy for someone as young as her.

"That's what we're trying to find out." She explained, right before nodding to a massive hole on the side of the building that was apparently ground zero of whatever disaster had hit this place. "And I was hoping you could help me with that, actually."

She frowned in wonder, for she had assumed that the reason she had been called had been to help with her Quirk, yet, as she followed Ryukyu, a growing sense of unease started growing in her stomach, one that only grew stronger the moment they entered the building by using its newly created opening.

For seemingly, she had not been the only one called here.

"Todoroki-san?" She called out as they walked towards him, but he showed no reaction to her voice. No, instead, his eyes remained fixed in one place, one of the walls of the building, to be precise.

And when she followed his gaze, she understood immediately why his attention was locked onto that place.

"We interrogated the few conscious guys we found." Ryukyu explained, but now her voice sounded distant in her ears. "They all seemed to describe the same individual, the one responsible of interrupting their...meeting, so to speak."

Her eyes remained fixed on the claw marks on the wall, however. They were big, and the wall around seemed to have been burned too. It was a peculiar sight, even in a world full of different Quirks, yet it was one she understood immediately.

And she was sure Todoroki had done the same, if not even faster than she had.

"Blonde, blue eyes, tanned skin." Ryukyu spoke, and with each sentence she felt as if someone had punched her right in her gut. "Whiskers marks on each cheek, and covered in a crimson cloak..."

"They said it was a massacre." She continued in a tone that was both professional and yet sorrowful. "Don't get me wrong, I won't be going around defending these guys but... It's a miracle no one has died yet. Whoever did this wanted to inflict as much pain as humanly possible without outright killing them, and with that description, there's only one person that could have-."

"He wouldn't have!" She wasn't able to keep her voice in check any longer, her attention moving swiftly towards a surprised Ryukyu. "This...there's no way he would have...he's not like that..."

The pitiful look she received in return did not make things any easier.

"Yaoyorozu." But before she could raise her voice once more, it was Todoroki's cold voice that stopped her dead on her tracks, his eyes still glued to the marks on the wall. "That's his Quirk...I would recognize those marks anywhere."

She glared at her former classmate, matching his own seemingly disinterested look. She knew, of course, that he was just being honest, but the feeling of bitterness that was forming in her heart cared little about facts right now.

"Then we're missing something!" Her voice was sudden, her eyes moving from a stoic Todoroki to a Ryukyu who couldn't even look at her in the eyes anymore. "Something must have happened! We weren't here, those Villains could just be lying to try and get sympathy points, or maybe they attacked first and now are just trying to make themselves the victims here!"

By the end, her breathing was ragged, her gaze lowering to the ground just as a flood of memories filled her head, her eyes getting glassy as both her happiest days, and her most shameful moments, went through her like a bullet.

"I refuse to doubt him." The whisper that left her lips was a low one, but one that was filled with as much raw emotion as she could muster. "Not again...we all did it already, I refuse to do so again."

It the situation hadn't been so dire, a part of her would have been proud of actually getting a reaction from someone like Todoroki. However, the flinch that she got from the usually stoic young man only made her bit her lip in frustration.

She knew she wasn't being fair, and that he regretted what they did just as much as she did, but whenever it came to him, she had to admit, most logical thought process left her nowadays.

"Are you certain no one was killed?" Todoroki's sudden query had Ryukyu chewing on her lips for just a second, just as she rubbed her left arm with her right one.

"So far, no, although we have more than a few on critical conditions." She explained, her eyes narrowing a bit. "If someone had died then we would be having a completely different conversation here. At that point this goes from an act of Vigilantism to something far more serious."

She understood that much, especially with how things were after the war.

"Look, you two." Ryukyu's tone suddenly shifted, her professional visage turning into one of honest-looking concern. "I didn't call you just to confirm what they were saying. I just wanted to give your group a heads up. There are people on edge out there still, and if this is really Uzumaki then-"

"We'll keep that in mind." Surprisingly though, it wasn't hers that interrupted Ryukyu, but rather Todoroki. Then again, maybe she shouldn't have been surprised, for she wasn't the only one that let their emotions run wild when it came to a certain individual.

"If that will be all then...?" Her own remark was as polite as she could muster right now, only earning a tight nod from the Dragoon Hero.

"Feel free to help us with the injured." Once more, it was nothing but exhaustion that slipped through Ryukyu's voice. "Suffice to say, we weren't prepared for these many victims."

They both nodded, and as they gave the marked wall one last look, they began to move to the outside of the building where they could actually be of use.

"One last thing." But before they did so, Ryukyu interrupted them. It seemed she was struggling with what to say, however, but in the end, she only shook her head, right before giving them quite the serious look.

"From what I've gathered, it seemed he infiltrated this place by taking the appearance of one of their members. I have no idea what's happening with Uzumaki, but it seems like he somehow discovered another Quirk."


"Yo! Name's Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto! Favorite thing in the world? Ramen! Thing I dislike the most? The minutes it takes for ramen to be ready." He declared with a boisterous tone, right before rising his right arm, a tint of crimson enveloping said limb soon after. "And my Quirk is this! I can cover my body in it, makes me stronger and faster. Can use it in other ways too!"

"You're being way too loud for just an introduction." He heard the weird looking caterpillar man that was supposed to be their teacher mumble, but he decided to ignore the comment. Today was his first day of school and no one was going to ruin that one!

"Are those whiskers marks part of your Quirk too?" He heard one of his classmates ask, it was the cute girl with pink skin and black eyes. She was giving him a grin, one that he returned pretty much immediately just as he rubbed his cheeks slightly.

"No idea!" He answered honestly, only earning a pout in response. It was hard to know that kind of stuff when he barely remembered anything in the first place, but that's something he was going to admit on his first day.

"Wait, weren't you one of the people that took down the zero pointer?" This time it was a guy with red hair and sharp teeth the one that spoke, and he could have sworn he saw his eyes sparkle just a bit. "Dude, that was so manly! That thing was massive!"

He chuckled in response, most of the class now looking at him with different degrees of shock, but as much as he liked the attention, he also knew that he needed to set things straight first.

"I was just playing distraction actually." He said with a nod, right before pointing to the seat behind him with his thumb. "If you want to talk to the one that actually blew the thing to smitheries, then that's Izuki over here!"

He then turned slightly, regarding the seemingly frozen girl with a grin, although if she was in that state because it was her turn to introduce herself, of because she now had most the class's attention on her, he couldn't say.

Most likely both, he supposed.

"C'mon Izuki, your turn." He tried to take her out of her shocked state by poking her on her head, with the result being immediate as Izuki suddenly stood completely straight, her arms glued to her sides and cold sweat going down her brow.

"M-My name I-is M-Midoriya I-Izuki." He had to give her credit there, at least she hadn't stuttered out every word. "N-nice to meet y-you e-everyone...!"

The questioning looks he got right after only made him laugh a bit more while scratching the back of his head.

The girl could destroy a massive robot with a punch, but she acted like a deer in front of highlights when just introducing herself to a new class.

Oh well, baby steps he supposed.


"We need to tell everyone." She heard him declare as such, her eyes that had been set on the peaceful waters surrounding the dock now giving Todoroki a side-glance, right before she looked down with a pained expression.

"Do you really think it was him?" She asked, fearing the answer as soon as the words left her lips. In her mind, there was still no way the man she had known for three years to be responsible of what she had seen today. It was just impossible, it had to be a mistake, she was certain of that!

"What I think..." Todoroki started, and even now she could hear the deep frustration in his voice. "Is that you were right before. We're missing something, a key piece that makes this makes sense...Uzumaki would never do something like this otherwise, I think anyone that knew him could agree on that."

To his words she could only give a grateful nod, with a calming sigh leaving her lips right after. It was good to know she wasn't the only one that thought the same.

Then again, she doubted anyone from their former class would dare to think otherwise in the first place.

"But you're right." She followed his words with an admission of her own. "Everyone else is going to find out sooner or later...I don't think they can keep something as big as this hidden for too long..."

After all, even ignoring the sheer amount of people involved into this mess, the fact that it was a gathering of former League of Villain's members...She didn't envy Ryukyu even one bit.

It was as she had said, after all, for even if taking out such people from the streets was definitely a good thing, the fact that it had been done as an act of Vigilantism, especially given just how...brutal it had been, she knew actions were going to be taken, and that keeping it away from the public would be outright impossible.

Specially with the Hero Public Safety Commission's newly found interest in looking as transparent as possible.

Which meant the time they had right now to do their own investigation was of essence. That was probably why Ryukyu had given them the heads up in the first place...

Although whether she had done so out of gratitude or guilt, she wasn't sure right now.

And that was ignoring that last bit of info that they had learned...

"Midoriya is not going to take it well." Todoroki's sudden comment was enough to almost make her shudder by just the sheer mental picture alone. After all, if she herself tended to let her emotions run wild when it came to him, then Midoriya was on a whole different level.

She could already imagine her flying over here as soon as she was made aware of what they had learned, even though she was on the opposite end of the country right now.

Then again, once everyone else learned about this too...

It seemed Class 3-A's reunion was happening sooner than expected.


"Really?" He couldn't help but to wonder with a chuckle, just as he lifted the girl by the back of her hoodie. One second later and she would have face-planted against the floor in quite the painful fashion.

"S-Sorry..." Izuki mumbled out, which only made him give her an eyeroll. You would think after spending most of the year training for this moment she would have grown a bit more confidant, especially now that she had not only a Quirk, but old man All Might's Quirk of all people. "I g-got a bit d-distracted."

"Probably by overthinking stuff." His comment made her freeze on the spot, which meant he had hit the nail on the head. "Izuki c'mon, I'm telling you you're going to nail this, really!"

"B-but I've only practiced with it for a m-month." Her voice had a slight waver, which made his eyes soften in response. "But everyone else have been using their Quirks for years...and we don't k-know what the exam is going to b-be, so what if-ack!"

"You're just being silly now." He stopped her by flicking her on the nose. "The old man knows you can do this, and I do to. You're the only one with any doubts about this."

"So c'mon." He continued as he raised his right first with a grin on his face. "Let's show them what we got!"

He saw her expression turn into a surprised one, her eyes slowly going from his face to his raised fist, right before her face turned into one filled with sheer determination, a sight that fitted her far more than her usual nervous expression if he was being honest.

So when her fist met his, he couldn't help the way his grin widened a bit more.

"Buah?!"

"U.A is not ready for us, believe it!" He also wasn't able to hold himself back from putting his arm around her, half-hugging the now beet-red spluttering girl. "We're going to ace this thing and then we will-Wait, Izuki, don't pass out on me, the exam hasn't even started yet!"


"Are you absolutely certain about this, Endeavor?" He spoke with nothing but seriousness, for what had just heard was not something that should be discussed lightly.

"I see..." But the response he got from the other end of the call only made him run a hand through his face, while an ever-growing feeling of shame was quick to grow from his chest. "I'll be the one to tell her then..."

And with that, he finished the call, but his body didn't move even a bit after. No, instead he just sat there, his sunken eyes glued to the floor, his thoughts going back to the one student he had failed in more ways than one.

His greatest regret, truly. Only being matched by his inability to stop All For One back in his prime.

"Sensei?" The voice that called out to him though, only made him release a shuddering breath. He knew this next conversation was going to be hard, and that it would bring back old wounds. Honestly, if she even lashed out, he knew he would have deserved it too.

"Young Midoriya." But that didn't stop him, for he knew that if someone had the right to know, it was her. "We need to talk...It's important."

She gave him a worried look, to which he could only offer a tense smile in return.

"It seems we found a... lead." He spoke slowly. "Back in Tokyo...It's about him...about Naruto."

The way he saw her eyes widen, and the myriad of emotions that coursed through those green orbs, it pained him, it truly did.

He was a failure as a teacher, in more ways than once.

But if he could start making amends now then, nothing was going to stop him.

Nor the young woman in front of him.


"Well, that guy's a dick." He spoke with annoyance while glaring at the retreating blonde. "Seriously, you helped save his sorry ass and he can't even muster a 'thank you' or something?"

"That's just...how Kacchan is." Izuki's response wasn't helping much either, but he could only grunt in response. She was already looked as downtrodden as one could get, so he didn't want to pile up more on her by complaining even more.

He still had a few things to say, however.

"Those guys, the Heroes I mean." Now it was frustration what was slipping through his voice. "They weren't being fair with you. You helped a lot, even if they didn't want to admit it."

"R-Really?" He finally got her to actually look at him, instead of keeping her eyes glued to the floor. He offered her a grin, while moving his hands to the back of his head.

"Yeah! I get they didn't want a civilian going in like that, but you definitely helped there, Midoriya!" He truly believed that, for even if she hadn't stopped the slime villain by herself, the time she brought had been enough for the old man to do his thing.

"You were a hero today, alright?" His words came from the heart, form there was no other way to describe what he had seen today. "Today, you were a Hero, Midoriya, and I don't care what the old man said, if someone can be a Hero, that's you, Quirk or not!"

He had disagreed fundamentally with that the old man had said to the girl in front of her early on the day, and now that he had seen her in action, willing to throw herself in danger just for the sake of helping some else, even though she had looked terrified and had no way of defending herself.

Today, Midoriya Izuki had gained his admiration, that much was for certain.

"W-Wait, why are you crying?!" What he didn't expect though, was for her to suddenly burst out in tears, with sobs leaving her shaking body just as she slowly kneeled on the ground. "Midoriya? You ok there, buddy?"

"So long..." He was barely able to hear her whispers, but even so he still felt his heartstring being pulled by the broken tone of her voice. "I w-wanted to h-hear that for so l-long..."

He could only look to the side, wanting to at least give her a bit of privacy in what was obviously a vulnerable moment for her. He could only wonder what had brought this on, however. Of course, he knew that being rejected by one's idol could hurt a lot, but this definitely felt like way more than just that.

The old man had said that Quirkless people didn't have it easy but...surely it couldn't be that bad, right?

"Well said, young Uzumaki!" It was a sudden boisterous voice that made him turn around in surprise, seemingly not only getting his attention but Midoriya's too.

Of course, it was a voice that they recognized quite well.

"Old man?"

"A-All Might?!"

"Young Midoriya, there's something I need to say to you, so I hope you can hear out this old hero's request."


Just a plot bunny that refused to leave my head. Let's see how it goes.

Flashback bits were told in opposite order in case there's any confusion.

Thank you all for reading this far.

Next Chapter: Decisions.