Regret.

Redundancies and fables.

A fable is a story with a meaning and lesson. Typically they are found in the bible; 'thou shall not murder' this is one of the Ten Commandments, it's not particularly a fable but it holds an important meaning.

Murder is an unforgivable sin to those who hold Religon close to their hearts. You'll be punished gravely by 'God' if you have committed such a sin.

But as we know, someone is taking the role of God today.

The day of judgement had reached UA.

Today izuku is deciding whom he should spare. After all not everyone who attended the school had laughed at his murder upon their phone screens. Not all of them had bullied him relentlessly for days on end, not all of them had extinguished his already dim light of life.

Izuku wasn't unfair... he wasn't going to simply kill for the sake of it. The lives he took had a reason and purpose to be dead, he wasn't simply a crazies killer blinded by the lust for blood. Well he was kinda but let's not get into the details shall we?

It had been week since those mutilated bodies were found impaled on the spikes of UA. The school obviously had to close again for another investigation.

The bodies were eventually identified as the wanted villains; Tomura Shigaraki, Touya Todoroki, Himiko Toga and Kurogiri. The rest of he league missing - no one knew of their fate. Alive or dead?

And so as the investigation closed, all students were allowed back in UA. Lessons were resumed as usual... as if nothing happened.

Does it remind you of anything?

Yes that's right. It was just like Izuku's death. Plastered on the news for a few days then forgotten about.

Like a dying candle in a dark room.

Currently izuku was floating down the halls of UA, stalking the big three with a curious look. "Come on Amijiki! It's really not that bad! In fact it's kinda funny" Nejire cackled, punching her timid friend in the arm with a smile.

Mirio laughed aloud and looked at Nejire's phone; on her screen displayed Izuku's murder. Of which Kaminari videoed that faithful night. Nejire had been trying to persuade Tamaki to watch it for quite some while, however the boy always panicked and refused.

Tamaki's features were dark as his eyes began to water "N-Nejire please stop. I don't like it, it's not funny at all" he meekly replied, rubbing his arm where Nejire had playfully punched him.

Izuku narrowed his tar black eyes, observing Tamaki's body movements for something 'looks like that's one less person I have to kill' izuku thought, deciding to spare poor Tamaki from the torture everyone else would be receiving.

"Stop being such a baby! Oh my god Amijiki!" Nejire huffed, getting more violent by pushing Tamaki's face in the direction of her phone. "N-Nejire please let go that hurts" he whimpered, closing his eyes as to not look at the video.

However the girl responded by holding his face more tightly. Izuku rolled his eyes at this, a nerve being pulled in him as he suddenly possessed Tamaki's body.

Nejire's hand was suddenly grabbed tightly, the before nervous boy looking up in rage, eyes glowing a weird toxic green.

She gasped and tried to pull away "h-hey! Let go! What's wrong with you?"

Mirio tried to pull Tamaki away as well, but for some reason his grip never faltered, only getting tighter as a dark glowing aura slowly crept around Tamaki's crocked frame.

Nejire started to panic as Tamaki activated his quirk and wrapped tentacles around Mirio's neck, pushing him out of the way whilst he smashed the girl against the glass window.

Coughing and spluttering could be heard from Mirio who for some reason couldn't use his quirk... it was as if there was something preventing him from doing so.
"AMIJIKI! STOP IT!" Nejire screamed as another tentacle was propelled at the glass, making it shatter as she lost her balance.

Tamaki walked slowly to the girl who was desperately clinging onto the side for dear life; her legs dangling over the high up path. Her face contorted with fear, fingertips bleeding from clinging into the sharp edge.

"H-help! Please..." she gasped, some hope returning after Tamaki's hand was outstretched in her direction.

She grabbed it gratefully, baby blue hair scuffing her stunned features.

Suddenly Tamaki started to shake with laughter; this laughter was strange. It was foreign.

This wasn't Tamaki.

The deep cackles stopped, static glowing green eyes making contact with terrified blue "Alright Nejire I'll let you go just as you asked" the strange voice grumbled, a hysterical smile tugging at Tamaki's lips as he let the girl go descending to the floor below.

Her scream racked UA, a scream filled with betrayal and pain. If was the type of thing you would hear and be frozen, frozen as to what to do because you could physically feel the agony of that person though their voice.

If only Nejire hadn't made fun of that video... maybe she would've still been alive?

Well who knows?

'Everyone was destined to die anyways. I learnt that the hard way' izuku thought as he departed Tamaki's body, leaving him confused on the floor next to Mirio who had lost consciousness due to strangulation.

The ghost floated down the building all the way to the pavement where Nejire lay. Her skull had cracked like an egg, blood and brains spewed out onto the floor in a gruesome fashion.

Her limbs were contorted unnaturally, her bloodshot eye rolled up to the empty sky.

'Such a sweet innocent girl... what a terrible accident thats happened, you had so much potential' izuku bent down and kissed her crimson cheeks, his transparent lips sinking though her grey skin.

He smiled at his work and floated back up to where Tamaki was, just in time for people to start finding Nejire and screaming to call an ambulance... not like it would do much to help her now.

As for the blue haired boy... he was in complete disarray.

"W-what happened..." he whispered to himself in shock, face pale as snow; hands shaking visibly as he stared over the edge.

Izuku sighed and made himself visible "Tamaki-sempai..."

The boy jumped to a stand, quickly wiping away the tears that fogged his vision. He made out a green blurry figure, bushy forest hair bounced atop his head; delicate freckles and large emerald eyes.

He looked like an angel by the way light radiated from his body.

Tamaki tugged at his hair in panic "a-am I dead? Is m-mirio ok?" He whimpered, knees buckling underneath him as Tamaki pointed a shaky finger towards his friend who lay motionless on the floor.

The ghost laughed "Sempai do you know who I am?" He taunted "and forget about him. He's just like the rest. Mirio is a waste of your time Sempai"

"I don't know who you are no... and don't say that about him" Tamaki grew a little more confident.

"Are you sureeee you don't know who I am?~" izuku wined, pushing his face next to the boy "do I not look at all familiar?"

A sudden gasp affirmed Tamaki's suspicions "y-you're the first year who- who!..." he couldn't finish the sentence, instead he stifled a little sob as the video came to mind.

"Aww you're such a cutie, and well done for remembering me! I feel honoured Sempai!~" izuku purred, grabbing Tamaki's chin in a flirtatious manner.

The tips of his ears reddened before izuku pulled away satisfied "you know what I'm happy I won't be killing you. I'd be a shame really" izuku turned his back on the third year and outstretched his hand.

"K-kill me..." Amijiki panicked, taking a step back. Izuku sigehd and snapped his head back "are you deaf? I said I wont be killing you. Now take my hand I don't bite"

"Where are we going..." he mumbled confused, to which izuku grinned knowingly.

"You're going to be let in on me and Aizawa's little plan... what do you say?"