Posts by Syrrith

Society was a sick, twisted thing. Humans were in general, but he knew it would be impossible to fight against all humans. If society was better, then he wouldn't be as worried. Society reflected the humans within it though, meaning that the only way to get the perfect society was to kill off all of those who didn't fit. It was be a simple cull where only the truthful survive. Or those easy manageable and moldable. It would be hard but Mae had connections far and wide. It wouldn't be hard, especially with the help of the new child. Mae had taken a liking to her for some reason, for reasons unknown to him. Mae was gone now, leaving him to rule over all. She never pushed the ideals, so no progress was ever made toward their goals. Mae had lost sight of what she wanted, and she never allowed Kai to make any moves either, which was more infuriating.

Mae was gone now, so he could do whatever he wanted. Nothing would stop him now.

The first thing to do was have people lost faith in what they called heroes, the people who played pretend, acting as if they were saving people while making it harder for everyone around them. They oppressed everyone with even slightly different mindsets. They played themselves up as the perfect people who could do no wrong when Kai himself knew that they were far from it. His own father was a hero but he had been the one who held the most influence in the underworld. At least for a short time. His mother had made quick work of his father after he had been born. Heroes fed their own egos with publicity and rankings instead of just being decent. They held the world in their hands, twisting everything until everyone cheered their names. That's why he had to kill. To make people realize that these heroes were not as reliable as they were told. To show how oppressive everything was.

Why was being a hero the only job that people were allowed to use quirks for? It didn't make any sense in the slightest. Almost every single person had a quirk nowadays, so they should be able to use them, make them stronger, show off their power. And yet, they were oppressed aside from ONE career, and labels were slapped onto children as young as four on whether they were going to be a villain or a hero. It was all because of the hero industry, more influencing than any beauty industry, shoving ideals and labels down people's throats. Only the people loved it, enjoyed it, taught that it was perfectly normal from a young age.

And he was the only one who could stop it.

So he would gather the people who have seen the injustice, the truth of this horrifying industry, and make a change with them. Lives will be lost, but that's only normal when changing something so drastic. He would raise little Ezra and train her as he was trained, make her hate the world as much as he did, and watch as everything came crumbling down in ashes. It would be a wondrous feeling when he was the one ruling over all, a the crowds were cheering his name, just as it should be.

Kai had done it. People questioned heroes, then lost trust, the world plunged into chaos. News of the overturned hero society reached others which only caused the havoc to spread. There was no end to the madness. People were reinventing society every day. Kai had to admit that it was a little more chaos than he had assumed. People were more confident than ever, but they were also more scared. Heroes were still held in high regard, but they were nothing more than pretenders and useless people strutting around in fancy costumes. He stood in the middle of in, the fires and riots, and grinned. This is what he wanted. Now to move onto the next plan.

Then, villains took hold. They became more abundant than ever, feeling a lot more confident now that the only people who could possibly stop were gone. Wars took place more often. Now people were just afraid, lacking the confidence they once had before the real world reared its ugly face. They looked toward people. It was Kai's time to step in, to put this to rest, to rise to the top. However, heroes were on the rise again, their "need to save" overwhelming the hate they once received. Their names were cheered on the streets, people sponsored them again, and the society that Kai had just completely destroyed was rebuilt almost exactly the same once more.

It was infuriating! It made everything hopeless. It made him stay up for days on end, wondering where he went wrong. He did get a following, but he wasn't fast enough, the damage was too much to handle. People weren't sensible enough. There was no- A scream ripped from his thoughts and he felt the entire room go cold. The glass he was holding was thrown across the room, the rage spilling over as the shards of glass flew. This was- He didn't have the words. There was no way to describe how fucked over he felt. He knew humans, he knew how people reacted, so why in the world did it go so wrong? Why hadn't he been able to get the following fast enough? How, how, how, why, why, why?! He just stood there, slightly hunched over as if he deflated, the breath coming raggedly. Other than the sickly man's breathing, the sound of a pin dropping would break the silence.

Everything had been torn down, they had seen the truth of everything, so why was it just rebuilt? How could could they be so frighteningly STUPID? The truth had stared them in the face, they had accepted it, and then they had chosen the wrong path knowing what terrible fate lie at the end. He had to lie in wait for years upon years in Mae's shadow, waiting for the right time to strike. The time came and he did. Everything went well for the most part. He would've liked to keep more of his people, but it couldn't be helped in the end. Then, his goal was reached. Well, part of it. So everything had gone to plan and-

The feeling of hopelessness and broken washed over him and he collapsed back into the chair. He had done everything. He had wasted years of his life trying to achieve this and it happened, but it did nothing. People were the same. They preferred the pretty lies over the ugly truth. That didn't matter anymore though because now that he had achieved everything, what was he supposed to do? The goal was supposed to leave him at the top where he would make sure everything would run in an orderly fashion. Yet, he was still at the bottom. The whole reason he was here was to do that, and now there was nothing. He couldn't do the same thing over again, it would only give him the same result. So what was there for him? It had been the only thing he cared for. Now there was nothing, nothing, nothing. It just felt empty. He couldn't live with this. He had nothing more to live for, nothing to care about or give, so he wasn't going to live with it. He had completed what he was put here to do. If he had known that completing his goal felt this empty and void of everything, perhaps he would've waited a little longer to overturn the society. Maybe he would've learned to love first so at least he could die in peace. A broken laugh escaped his lips before he got up, turning to the group, a strangely sad but void smile on his face.

"You're free. Go live life. Don't-" What was he doing? He didn't care about these people, who had fear and confusion written clearly upon their face. He didn't care... "Leave." At first, the scarred up one with the pale blue gray eyes and white hair, the one who he had raised all of these years, seemed hesitant but even she left after a minute.

Alone, he sighed though the smile was still on his face. He didn't feel happy. He didn't feel anything really. At least that was a better death than dying by the hands of a hero or disillusioned in society. It was just a shame that his story ended with a burst of anger instead of victory. Though like most things written in his story, it just couldn't be helped.

Ezra had lived the next could of days in constant anxiety. Her mind wouldn't focus on school for the next week, sleep was fleeting, and every phone notification made her jump before she procrastinated actually looking at the notification. Who knew what the message would say? Sienna seemed to be rather angry up until Ezra had to go back to the dorms and acted distant. So it felt like it was just a matter of time before Kai was reaching out to her. Would he do that? Or would he just do something to kill her on the spot, avoiding any more liabilities? Ezra wasn't sure which only added to the anxiety.

Then, one day, a day before Ezra was supposed to visit Sienna and Ti again, she got a text. It had been from Sienna, which was only a little less nerve wracking than one form Kai. It had been rather late which was normal for Sienna, who had a rather hard time sleeping. After a deep breath, she opened up the text.

Best Brat 😘🥰🥰😍😍: So when will we b hanging out with ms hero in training

Usually, Ezra would crack a smile at the sight of Sienna's contact name. Her original contact had been 'Sienna' but then it was changed to 'Brat' when they got closer. Then Sienna had gotten a hold on her phone and changed her name accordingly. Ezra never changed it back, thinking it was kind of stupid, but definitely Sienna.

The message itself brought a wave of shock. She was actually up for it? A small smile appeared on Ezra's face as she let the breath out, visibly deflating from the stress leaving. Sienna asking the question meant that she wasn't going to tell Kai, that she was actually interested in doing this. Had it been the comment about living a normal life? Ezra knew that there were things that Sienna loved about being a villain. Sienna loved the thrill of the hunt, she lived the new people she met all of the time, she loved the lack of rules, she loved the freedom of doing whatever she wanted to her hearts desire. However, there were things she obviously missed. Sienna had once told her how she missed having a good home to go to, where everything was always paid for and the beds were comfy, where there was AC or heat and food was on the table every day. It wasn't like that when living with Kai. Money was finicky, which was one reason that Ezra had been mildly irritated when the plan of how Kaiya was going to be kidnapped reached her, even more so when she was still hungry afterwards. It didn't really matter now, since everything was... it definitely wasn't fine but Ezra couldn't say it was bad either.

Best Brat 😘🥰🥰😍😍: I know u can see my message
Best Brat 😘🥰🥰😍😍: U cant back out now that I agreed or ill sic ti on you

The imagery of Sienna trying to "sic" Ti on her again was kind of funny and Ezra had to resist the urge to laugh, not wanting to wake up Kaiya. The last time she had tried doing that, it took almost ten minutes of her bothering him to get any reaction. Then, he just stood up, which impressed Ezra since she didn't believe he was going to do anything, and then flopped down onto her since she had been laying on the couch, going back to sleep. Sienna had promptly started laughing until the point where she couldn't breathe while Ezra just shrugged and went back on her phone. There was no way he was going to do anything, especially because of something so small. Still, the threat was funny.

Me: You do that, he wont do a thing. We can hang out tomorrow since everyone is going to be out of school. Sound good?

The reply was just a line of emojis, but none of them seemed to disagree. Then tomorrow it was. Hopefully no one was expecting Kaiya because it was time to show Sienna and Ti that heroes weren't the worst, like they had been led to believe. It was time to get them to safety. Kaiya was so sweet that it would be way more surprising for them to dislike her than it was for them to become friends with her. Now there were butterflies again, but this time they were from excitement rather than anything anxious. She breathed another sigh of relief before turning off her phone, putting it aside, and snuggling further into the covers, feeling as if she could actually get a good night's sleep for once.

Saori's Quirk dealt with blood, immediately labeling it as something akin to a quirk that only a villain would have. Any quirks dealing with any blood or viscera in general were immediately deemed scary and villain like. Throughout that person's entire life, they would hear comments about it. Saori knew well. She was in UA and there would still be some offhand comment, some worried look, or a comparison that hurt worse than it probably meant to. At one time in her life, most of it actually, she allowed herself to be put down by the constant stream of fear that she caused. It was hard for her to see the weird or frightened looks, whether they were for her or her quirk, when all she wanted to do was be normal.

Discrimination like this was nothing new. There were plenty of quirks that were hated and shunned by society despite being something that no one could control or get rid of. They were labeled as young as four years old. Four year olds were already getting called villain or treated differently. It was sure to mess a couple of them up. And it did. Saori saw people turn bad because of how they were shunned or treated as a villain despite doing nothing to actually deserve the hatred.

So she let herself get beat down by the comments, figuring that if she conformed, stayed quiet and hidden, that everything would be okay. People wouldn't be so frightened when tears started to gather in Saori's eyes as the blood spilled and crystals grew, or when her quirk activated a little too early and the spikes were forced through her skin. People wouldn't give her concerned looks after seeing the long, silver scars that scattered her arms. Her parents had been called one too many times because of that. It was tiring to go out of her way to hide it, even going far as saying she was Quirkless. The bullying that came from that was almost on the same level as if she had a villain's quirk, if not worse. There was no winning in a world of discrimination.

School became a hell and every day she wondered if it was going to be better to just not go, getting some job that she would have no passion for that didn't require a quirk. Like all kids, she had idolized the heroes, though even dreaming that she would be one seemed worthless when everyone around her would just assume her to be a villain at the first sight of her quirk. And her ideals. That was another thing. Society was so strict about everything, portraying most things in black and white when Saori knew that they were not. Yet, these people who could have been helped at the start where now turning to No Mans Land in order to get what they needed. If society hadn't been so quick to label kids then perhaps there wouldn't be as many villains. People didn't like that though, immediately taking her words as her siding with the villains. That only made the bullying worse.

After being sent the hospital after one particularly bad bullying session, Saori considered it. Becoming a villain that is. After all, a lot of her problems would be solved. They crept in the shadows, doing whatever they wanted to. Sure, they had to worry about the Heroes and everything, but even that wasn't that bad. She was already facing the constant wrath of students who wanted to be heroes and adults themselves for her opinions, being corrected on things she knew was correct. Then, if she was ever taken to jail, everything would be paid for and she wouldn't have to worry anymore since whether she was in jail or not, she would be around people who went through the same thing as her. It was tempting, she would admit, to show them exactly what they did to her.

However, Saori lacked the will to hurt people. She wanted to see everyone's smiling faces and to save people. Causing destruction wasn't very appealing. Quite the opposite actually. Saori wanted to change society, but not through more fear. There was already enough of that in the society they had now. Her becoming a villain and trying to change things that way would only make things worse and prove everyone right. So, Saori realized that the only thing she could possibly do is become a hero and change society through teaching people, sharing her stories, and allowing people to get their own stories out. All Might was powerful and tried to help everyone, but there was no way that he could do it alone. Not only that, but he lacked certain things that she was going for. She doubted that he knew what it was like to go through the same discrimination as she and many others did. Therefore, the world needed her or someone who had the same end goal in mind to step up and help people.

From that day forward, Saori was going to be a hero. It didn't matter how many days of bullying and shunning she had to go through. She was going to do it and no one was going to stop her because it wasn't just about her now, but about others who shared the same pain. If she gave up now, that just meant that giving up was okay and nothing would change. Therefore, she had to endure and inspire others, make them see that they are more powerful than they thought and conforming to what they were told daily was not their only option. They could become a hero and save people. They could be good. Saori was just going to have to show them that.

Ezra had never noticed just how pretty the night time was. She was out at this time most of the time, and yet, she had never really taken a moment to actually look around her. She figured she would be able to see more stars away from the city, but there was enough to litter the sky. There was a few clouds, and the full moon was bright enough to glow through them if they happened to pass over it. Then there was the beach itself. She was currently siding on the cliffside, watching over the calming waves. The reflection of the moon in the water itself was pretty, though she had never noticed before.

The girl let out a long exhale as she tried to steady herself, but the thoughts kept coming as the focus of the scenery around her slipped away. There was so much sadness and hurt in each memory, from bittersweet memories of happier day to the ones where people had to lose their lives. Who was she to play god? None of those people had to die. Yet, their families were grieving and the wave of mourning rippled through their fans. She had caused so much hurt. And had done so willingly! So many people had lost their lives because she ad been too stupid to see the truth, too trusting in an obviously flawed system, but most importantly, because she had been willing to go that far, too far, just for something she believed. It hurt. Oh god, it hurt so much to see all of the suffering she had caused.

Kai had made her believe that it would lead to a better world, where people would be happier but how could she be so stupid as to believe something like that? How could violence and death ever lead to the world being happier? Ezra knew there were tears rolling down her face, but she was alone here. Of course she was alone, it was something she deserved after everything. She tried running a hand through her hand, but it had been thrown up into a ponytail so she failed for the most part, only making her hair look messier than it usually looked.

Then she had gone to UA. She had believed that everyone around her were idiots spouting problems that were easily fixed. Then Kaiya came along. She had helped Ezra see the truth, that they were idiots spouting problems for no reason and that they were actual people with real problems and they were talking about them so everyone could help each other. That was something Ezra had never experienced and it was life changing. And yet, she had still gone through with the murder of her own teacher, one of the nicest people she had met who put his own life on the line for her and her classmates multiple times.

Kaiya had to find out about everything eventually. Even as positive about things as she tried to be, Kaiya was hurt by it. Saori had been more nervous around Ezra than ever. Nagisa had come to hate her and it almost completely ruined the friendship with Kaiya. Of course those things happened, but they were small in what could have happened, what she deserved. Ezra regretted everything and wished she could take it all back. If she got the chance, she would do so in an instant. What if she got a re-do?

In another life... In another life would she have saved lives rather than took them away? In another life would she have made people happy instead of making them suffer? In another life... would she have been smarter? In another life would she have grown up with loving parents who went to her concerts or games since she went to a normal school, where they would teach her about life and help her? In another life would she have gone to a highschool where she found her first love? In another life would she have gotten married to her first love, maybe raised a few kids, and lived a normal life? In another life... would there have been a happy ending?

So console me
Just what to do and how to fix it, I'm lonely
Sitting in this crowded room

UA was exhausting with the work load alone but then there were other things to factor in, like the endless enthusiasm most heroes seemed to have and the constant mask she had to put up. In all fairness, the last thing wasn't that exhausting. Kaiya had been far more willing to accept Ezra's more... bratty and closed off personality than most and for that, she was secretly thankful. Still, even looking around to see the twenty-one other people in the class, all people she knew, she felt lonely. These people didn't actually know her and she hid a lot even from Kaiya. She longed for the actual friendship that she had with Ti and Sienna, but she knew that would never happen here. Instead, she would just look out of the window and dream of going home.

All of my best friends
Like to go and get fucked up
Then they talk about all the lives they never got to live
Oh, they're still waiting for some sort of invitation

Apparently, there was a bit of difference between her friends and the heroes at UA. For example, Ezra knew that Sienna and Ti longed for a normal life. they longed for a consistent life with normal work where they would get consistent paychecks instead of constantly saving money to make sure they had enough to feed themselves. Of course, with Kai's connections, there was rarely a time when they had to worry about things like that. They had seen others fall though, so the fear was always going to be there.

Talk of other lives came up surprisingly often for a group of people who didn't like to open up. Sienna dreamed of traveling especially. She wanted to see what the rest of the world was like. Her plans seemed crazy, but it fit her. Ti on the other hand wanted a more mundane life. It seemed like he wanted to settle down with someone and maybe have a few kids. Sometimes it was a bit hard to tell when he joked around about it, though there was longing in the jokes that he couldn't hide. They talked about it as if it was the world's fault, which after learning Saori's reason to become a hero, she knew it was wrong. Ezra knew that if they wanted to leave and go do those things, they could easily. The world didn't know their faces yet and it would be a bit of work to slip into society, but she knew they would manage. Ezra once joked and asked if they were waiting for someone to hand them an invitation to live that life. "That would be nice," was the answer she got from a melancholy Sienna but it only made Ezra realize that they truly did not understand that they could leave. Not that Ezra wanted them to, for several reasons, so she kept quiet. They would still go out and cause absolute havoc to the world around them, as all party hungry and rebellious teens did and things would go back to normal after the mood faded.

It's never coming along, oh no, you'll get just what you give
Getting high with your best friends

Smoke drifted upward through downturned lips, almost looking like it was glowing in the moonlight. There was a certain heavy feeling to all of this, the feeling of loss. Another failed job which only caused things to get harder for them. It was a terrible cycle. The first failure made things harder, which meant there was a higher chance for failure which meant things would get harder, and so on. It was frustrating and the group always had a slump afterwards, knowing that they would just have to work harder for minimal rewards. Ezra figured it was a sort of karma as she waved away the lingering smoke. Sienna was swinging her legs back and forth as she sat on the wall that was supposed to keep them from falling over the side of the building. She was already starting to laugh, the defeat being chased away by laughter and the awe of the world around them. Ezra couldn't help but laugh along with her, as time seemed to slow down and the lights, the sounds, and the feeling of the crisp night air became sharper. Despite everything, life was really, really good. The laughs faded for a moment as they both looked over the city. Ezra was the first one to start giggling this time, a grin plastered on her face.

Training Molly was dangerous and another experience altogether. Ezra figured that she wouldn't be scared of fighting a hero in a life or death situation because she's already fought to the borderline death with Molly so many times. Molly didn't hold back and since she practically dedicated her life to fighting, it was dangerous. Ezra couldn't really call the spars friendly either, since Molly would kill during one, which would only make the fight more thrilling for Ezra. While Ezra wouldn't kill during a spar, the only way a person would leave is if they back down. Unfortunately, Ezra had to back down every time, but she was fine with that. She saw her own progress with every fight and learned more each time.

Molly had two modes with sparring, each deadly. One with quirks, and one without. Ezra knew that she was equally as deadly either way, though it was a lot easier for Molly to gut someone if she was allowed to use her quirk, which is exactly why Ezra rarely fought her with quirks.

Training with Molly was also a nice stress reliever since nothing was off the table. So, when UA got too stressful or Sienna was being a pain, Kai wasn't thinking through a plan, Ezra would visit Molly, who seemed to be perpetually training. She would open the empty warehouse door just a crack and call in to make sure to let Molly know that she wasn't a threat, before slipping in through the heavy doors. Molly always seemed to know exactly what was wrong though, which made Ezra double guess her quirk more than once.

Then, after the hisses of pain and sharp yelps faded, Ezra would leave bloody and broken, but with a smile and feeling a lot better. Then she would have to visit Imogen for some of the healing qualities in her blood, Ti always knew as well, making a comment about how they were more feral than he was before telling her to be more careful next time. The comment would be brushed off and Ezra would wait for the day when he was healed enough to go back for another training session with Dagger.