I stood up from my seat in the common area and went to find Tomura thinking of the situation I was currently presented with.

Nine is on Nabu island.

Kaminari is on Nabu island.

It were almost as if fate was on my side. After all the years of bad luck. All the years of being beaten down—to the point of feeling like I was nothing. All the years of being seen like I was nothing. It's all turning around. Fate is finally shinning a light at my future.

With Kaminari on Nabu Island—along with Nine—and there being no pro heroes around to save the day, this is my moment. My opportunity. My chance to get rid of Tomura. This will bring me one step closer to my ascension. This will bring me one step closer to achieving my goals.

I arrived at his door and began to knock. He lazily groaned out a faint 'come in', and so I opened the door. His room was shrouded in darkness—only illuminated with the soft light of his computer screen. He looked back at me from his game and I stepped into the room. Shutting the door behind me, I began to speak.

"Tomura..." I started.

He hummed softly, still playing his game, while also waiting for me to continue.

"I think I found the test subject you guys lost the other day."

He paused his game and looked back at me in surprise and doubt.

"Oh? And how'd you do that?" He asked in disbelief.

"Kaminari is on Nabu island and he said there was a powerful villain attacking the island." I lied.

That's the hard truth. Authors and screen writers make the world seem friendly and the inhabitants even more so, but that's just not the case. Humans lie and cheat and steal. Humans manipulate and abuse and murder. People act as if family and friends will always be there, but that's not even close to the truth. It's usually friends and family that will betray you in the end, and it hurts so much more when the truth is revealed.

I don't want to see the look on Tomura's face when he finds out that I'm the one who will stab him in the back in the end.

However, only one of us can survive for my goals to become a reality, and I don't plan on backing down anytime soon.

"You said the test subject had a powerful quirk, right? So it could be him who's causing so much trouble on the island right now." I explained.

He didn't look convinced, but I couldn't blame him. The evidence I have is the tracking device, but I couldn't exactly tell Tomura that. he'd wonder how I had a tracker on Nine in the first place, considering that he didn't even know what Nine looked like. He'd then connect the dots and understand the bigger picture.

"It's a long shot that it's actually the person we're looking for, but nevertheless this villain you speak of still sounds like a threat to us. Let's go there now." He replied.

Yes.

Tomura has been acting more cautious with people that are stronger than him ever since the incident with Overhaul, and because of that close call he doesn't want to have a repeat of the situation.

"Ok, bend down." He commanded me.

"What?" I asked in shock as he tried to mount me.

"I said bend down, Nabu island is like, six hours away by plane, and you can probably get there in an hour if you fly us there."

"What, no! Why don't we just ask Mr. All For One to warp us there?" I asked him as I ran around the room—in an attempt to escape Tomura who was still trying to mount me.

"You know he can't control his warp quirk completely yet, besides why should we bother him with a trivial errand such as this."

I sighed and grumbled a few cusses under my breath before yielding to him and bending down. He smiled in accomplishment and got on my back with amusement.

"High-ho-silver!" He screamed as he pretended to twirl a lasso.

"This is so beneath me..." I sighed. "Why must you humiliate me in such a way, bro?"

"Because I can, now giddy-up!"

I activated Ghost and began preparing myself mentally for the exhausting flight ahead of me, before starting to fly. The only thing keeping me from losing the will to fight was my goal. The image of the new world. One where the quirkless are treated as humans. One where everyone is nice. One where no one is ostracized for being different—as I was.

Tomura struggled to hang on to me as I flew through the air with incredible speed, but I could hardly notice. I was too fixated on what was to come. As long as Kaminari plays along with my blatant lies, this will all play out swiftly, and end in my victory.

I woke up in a cold sweat. All I could dream of were the events of the night before. My head was pounding with the thoughts that raced through my mind. Every time I opened my eyes, I could see the face of that hero whom had sexually harassed his fan. The faces of my parents, and how they must have looked when they were stabbed. Every where I looked, I saw evil. I saw corruption.

I saw myself.

Myself as a child.

The curious kid that I was, always beaming a smile and fascinated with everything. I wanted to learn more. I looked at everything with awe and wonder. I saw those around me as kind, and genuine people, but after seeing what that hero had done, I don't know anymore. There is so much corruption in the world.

The world is no fairytale.

The world is a cold, dark, and twisted place.

What has my life been up to this point.m? I've been trying so hard to become a hero. Devoting myself to a life where I could help everyone, but maybe I was wrong. I don't even know who I am anymore. Maybe I'm just as corrupt as everyone else.

This epiphany has stripped away everything that I thought I knew about the world. The fairytale I've been living for eighteen years of my life has finally faded. The honeymoon phase has passed, and now all I can see is the greyscale.

I want to understand more about this new reality I've just learned of. I want to understand more about this cruel world I've been presented with.

I want to understand more about Agony.

I want to understand his motives, his drive, I want to understand his goals. I want to see things from his point of view, then maybe I'll know more about why he does what he does. Maybe I'll understand everything, if I can look at things from his perspective.

That night, at Kamino Ward, I was watching the news. I watched as Agony murdered All Might in one of the most brutal ways imaginable. I watched as he carefully dismembered him on live television, making sure to keep him alive for as long as possible. I watched as he severed All Might's head and carried it like a trophy for the world to see, but most importantly, I remembered the words he spoke as he did so.

'This is the face of an abuser!'

'Your Symbol Of Peace was a child neglector!'

'My father was nothing but a money-driven sicko!'

'You're welcome!'

I was one of the few that wanted to believe in the goodness of my hero's heart. Even after what Agony had said on the news that day, I didn't want to believe it. I still believed that all heroes were kind, good-hearted people, but after seeing what Red-Gauntlet had done to that woman, I can't help but believe that All Might must have been the same.

The face of an abuser...

There were plenty of people, trying to understand whether All Might really was Agony's father—until it was confirmed—and when it was confirmed, people tried to understand whether All Might had really neglected his son. It was hard to believe, but I'm now seeing things in a whole new light.

You're welcome...

The way Agony said 'You're welcome' to the camera, as if he thought he had done the world a favour, sent shivers up my spine at first, but now I think maybe he was right. He's trying to fix humanity, and to do so he needs to eliminate those that corrupt it.

I don't know how I feel about this still.

It's like my mind is warping.

Like my perception of reality is being bashed in with a hammer.

I feel like my sanity is slowly slipping.

Tomura and I had been flying at full speed for a little over an hour. I said Tomura and I, but really I meant that I had been flying as he rode on my back as if I were some horse. The island was just coming into view and I could already see the destruction. The harbor was destroyed and the ships had been set ablaze.

It looked like a scene from a warzone, or a nuclear bomb drop-site.

I sped up for the last stretch, despite being exhausted, and made it to the island. As soon as my feet came into contact with the ground, my knees gave out. To make matters worse, as I collapsed, Tomura—whom had been sitting on my back during our hour long piggy-back-ride—fell on top of me.

"Ow..." I squeaked as I felt the weight of his body on mine. "Get up, fat ass."

"Excuse me?" He asked me, raising his voice. "Who're you calling fat ass you-"

I cut him off as I shoved him off of me. His face collided with the concrete and I laughed at his expense. He glared at me and then I began to feel the drawbacks of my quirk taking affect. With a pounding headache in tow, I stood up and looked around the island.

"Damn, this place got ravaged, huh?" I spoke in awe.

"Yeah."

"I'll contact Kaminari quickly and tell him to meet us over here." I told Tomura as I reached into my pocket for my pager.

The pagers me and Kaminari had gotten our hands on were old. They were something out of a nineties, detective show. Additionally, pagers don't require Wi-Fi or cellular access, so they were ideal for these sorts of situations.

'Hey, we're here. Come meet us at the harbor.'