POV: ???
"Finally… it's over…" ??? murmured, his voice barely more than a breath.
He stood in silence, staring at the devastation before him. Everything he had fought for and everything he had sacrificed, had finally reached its end.
Exhausted and broken, ??? exhaled slowly and lowered his gaze to the gun clenched in his bloodstained hands.
"Hello?!"
"Uh, Richtofen?! Has something gone wrong?!"
"We did everything you asked!"
"You haven't forgotten about us, have you?" Stuhlinger shouted, panic lacing his voice.
"It's finally happening", ??? thought.
He tightened his grip on the gun and pulled the trigger, firing three precise shots into the skulls of the undead soldiers.
"What are you talking about?!"
"We found the Agarthan Device!" Stuhlinger yelled again, frantic and terrified.
The battle was over.
The multiverse began to collapse. Reality fractured, splintering apart until....
Darkness...
??? awoke in a park.
Alive. Breathing. Younger than he remembered.
Disoriented, ??? slowly sat up, scanning the unfamiliar skyline. His gaze stopped on a glowing billboard towering overhead, its screen flashing a vibrant montage of human-like figures striking heroic poses.
He recognized several of them instantly.
All Might.
Endeavor.
Edgeshot.
This wasn't his world.
This was something else entirely.
A world of Quirks.
A world of Pro Heroes.
A world known as My Hero Academia.
With a weary breath and eyes filled with reluctant realization, ??? muttered:
"Shit…"