𝕃𝕀𝕂𝔼 ℍ𝕀𝕄 - 𝕋𝕐𝕃𝔼ℝ, 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂℝ𝔼𝔸𝕋𝕆ℝ (𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋. 𝕃𝕆𝕃𝔸 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℕ𝔾)

Hold on tight to whatever hope you have left. There's no telling what that man wants with, again.

You can't help but feel both vulnerable and helpless, revealed and naked in some way. You're clothed but your past and your, oh, so desperate attempts to hide it have been ripped away and you're barren in front of your classmates and your teacher.

The anger that flared in you when you saw someone stronger than you who beat you before, did it make you look like him? All for One, when he was angry, irritated with All Might, the person who was stronger and who beat him? Does your face of anger look like his? You come from him, after all. You are nothing but his creation and he intended to keep it that way.

He gave you life, or rather,the ripped it from you at a young age and gave you a new one. Your mother used to be a genius, your father commanded respect, you were loved like never again. Then All for One arrived and you had watched your parents die a brutal, a slow, a painful, agonizing death. Even if you say you did, you never truly moved on, did you?

Standing among your classmates, staring up at the man who both ruined and gave you life, you couldn't help but realize how your tendencies stemmed from him, in a way. Izuku's eyes shifted over from All for One, to you.

He'd been used to having the weight of the world on him. All for One wanted One for All, wanted something similar, too. He wanted you. And Izuku didn't know that until every single one of your secrets was listed off by the man who hurt so many. Why was All for One so hellbent on having you back?

"A monster."

The voice that belonged to your creator spoke.

"You were never human. Not to me."

But you had a heart, and feelings, and thoughts. How could you not be?

Yet, at the same time, he himself was inhumane. If you looked like him, if you stem from him, you might as well be too. You were two.

You could only think one phrase. Repeated.

Do I look like him?