Deku stepped into the abandoned city, the silence pressing against his ears. The streets, once filled with life, now lay in ruin—nothing but empty buildings and scattered debris. He exhaled, relieved that the evacuation had been successful. At least the civilians were safe.

The gravel crunched beneath his boots as he moved cautiously, his senses sharp. Then—another set of footsteps. Not from his allies in hiding, waiting for their moment to strike. No. This presence was different.

It was you.

The one responsible for all of this. The chaos. The destruction. The lives lost.

Deku’s breath hitched as the dust settled, revealing your figure stepping into view. His muscles tensed, his heart hammering in his chest. His green eyes locked onto yours.

He finally stood face to face with the villain behind everything.

“…What?” The word barely escaped his lips—part disbelief, part rage.