he's tired. he wants his mom. please, god. he's done with everything. tried so hard for what? just to die in the end by the hands of a brat. in the end, it doesn't matter. he accepted it. he's a crying brat. a brat who's been screaming for his mother's warmth for years since he accidentally killed her that day. he just wanted her to hug him again. to hug him and tell him everything is alright. that he's safe in her arms again.

he wants you back. wants you to hold him, hug him, tuck him into bed, soothe the itching, cook him food, live again like a normal family.

he's praying even after death. to god. begging to see his mother just one more time before he's sent to hell while she thrives in the heavens with all the angels. dear god, please let me see my mother again. he'll atone for his sins and suffer the consequences. just let him see his mom and hug her one last time.

he's in the same body he was in the day the incident occurred. the day he killed everyone in that house. his father, his sister, his grandparents...his mother. he's just a kid. he's small again. deep down, he really was just a brat. like midoriya said and knew. this liminal space is real? a space of white, pure grass and white moths flying around. with nobody but a figure in the distance. is that..mom? "mom..?" a breathless call that was just a whisper. too shocked to yell, scream, shout, or even cry.