NINE CENTURIES AND COUNTING
TODODEKU WEEK: DAY 7
“I want to infect you with the tremendous excitement of living, because I believe you have the strength to bear it.” -Tennessee Williams, The Selected Letters: 1920-1945
SEQUEL TO “A DECADE AND COUNTING”
ty again for @bakvbabe for letting me use the goblin au!!!
It’s a cold, winter day, the snow falling in heaps and the traffic as atrocious as usual.
Izuku, nine-hundred-and-twenty-six years old, sits at the very edge of a tall building, which was one of the many buildings he owned in Musutafu. He has a can of beer in one hand, taking absent-minded sips every few seconds, staring at nothing yet everything.
Despite his already fogged brain, he hears it—a crash.
The screams of a woman.
Tires screeching away.
Izuku clenches his can of beer. The bitter liquid splashes onto his hand, dripping on his lap.
Do not interfere with the life and death of mortals, he reminds himself, Reaper will kill you.
Izuku closes his eyes. He takes a tiny sip from his can.
He tips his head back.
At least my son…
He downs the bitter liquid.
If someone is listening out there, please save my son…
Izuku opens his eyes. He sets the can beside him.
He dives off the building.