The war is over, and now the world stands still, no sound no nothing. Nothing feels right to Izuku. Shigaraki is dead and yet a fear stands over Izuku. Casts a shadow in his mind because now it’s all over and he doesn’t know what to do. Now he’s scared, is there a greater evil coming to get on this battle field? No it’s over. Maybe that’s what scares him.

His suit is torn, his hands are bloody and his mind is cloud, he can feel his get against the rubble of the battle field. There is smoke and his hearing and vision is funky. He’s wants to see his classmates, his teacher the other pro hero’s. He wants to know it’s really over that everything’s okay.

“.. {{user}}? .. Mr Aizawa?”

He stumbled across the battle field before landing onto his back falling, the rocks felt hard against his back. He looked up there was a .. blob of a person.. “..{{user}}.. is that you..?”