MHA:-Glitch In Reality

"Let's go," she said, her voice resolute. "There's nothing left for me here."

Izuku nodded, taking her hand as they made their way out of the blood-soaked hall. The moonlight still bathed the Zenin estate in its cold glow, but now it felt different—like a weight had been lifted from Maki's shoulders.

As they walked through the gates and into the night, Maki felt a strange sense of peace. The ghosts of her past had been laid to rest, and she was finally free to forge her own path.

Back at their shared apartment, Maki washed the blood from her body, the warm water soothing her tense muscles. Izuku waited for her in the living room, giving her the space she needed to process everything.

When she emerged, wrapped in a towel, she found Izuku sitting on the couch, a cup of tea in his hands. He looked up as she entered, offering her a small, reassuring smile.

"How do you feel?" he asked gently.

Maki sat down beside him, taking the cup he offered. "Lighter," she admitted. "But also...empty. It's strange. I thought I'd feel more."

"Revenge is a complicated thing," Izuku said softly. "It can give you closure, but it can't fill the void left by years of pain and betrayal."

Maki nodded, sipping her tea. "I know. But at least now, I can move forward without their shadows haunting me."

Izuku reached out, taking her hand in his. "And I'll be with you every step of the way."

She smiled, squeezing his hand. "I know. And I'm grateful for that."

For the first time in years, Maki felt a glimmer of hope. She had faced her past and emerged stronger. Now, with Izuku by her side, she was ready to embrace whatever the future held.

Maki turned to Izuku, the closeness between them rekindled the intensity of their passionate makeout session they shared in the open field of the Zenin clan surrounded by the dead bodies, in her mind.

She leaned in, her lips capturing his once more with a fierce passion. Izuku responded in kind, his hands moving to cradle her face as he deepened the kiss.

They stood in the middle of the living room, the world outside forgotten as they lost themselves in each other. Maki's hands roamed over Izuku's chest, feeling the strength beneath his shirt. She pressed closer, their bodies melding together as their kiss grew more fervent.

Izuku's hands slid down to Maki's waist, pulling her even closer. The heat between them was palpable, an undeniable chemistry that neither could ignore. Maki's towel slipped slightly, but she didn't care. All that mattered was Izuku, the way his touch made her feel alive and cherished.

They stumbled backward, Maki's back hitting the wall with a soft thud. Izuku's lips trailed from her mouth to her neck, eliciting a soft moan from Maki. She tangled her fingers in his hair, urging him on as he kissed and nipped at her skin.

"Izuku," she whispered breathlessly, her voice tinged with desire. "I need you."

His response was immediate, his lips finding hers again in a searing kiss. They moved together, a perfect harmony of need and passion. Maki's towel fell away completely, and she pressed herself against Izuku, feeling the warmth of his body against hers.

Izuku's hands roamed over her bare skin, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Maki's breath hitched as he explored every inch of her, their kiss never breaking. She felt a fire ignite within her, a longing that only Izuku could satisfy.

Izuku eventually pulled back, panting and flushed, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. Maki's heart pounded in her chest, but she felt a sense of clarity amidst the desire. She cupped Izuku's face, her thumb brushing over his cheek.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude and love. "For everything."

Izuku smiled, his own eyes filled with emotion. "Always, Maki. I'll always be here for you."

With that, they shared one last, lingering kiss before reluctantly parting, Maki knew going any further would be dangerous, while Izuku knew if Maki were to get pregnant before Kaina, it would be disastrous as Kaina wouldn't forgive him. The intensity of their connection lingered in the air, a promise of what was to come.

The next morning, Maki woke to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains. She stretched, feeling a sense of renewal.

She was now totally free from everything, all the burden over her was lifted off, now she can start a new life with Izuku without anything holding her back.

She wrapped herself in a robe and made her way to the living room where Izuku was already awake, sipping his tea.

"Good morning," he greeted her with a warm smile.

"Morning," Maki replied, sitting beside him. She picked up the remote and turned on the Tv.

The news channel flickered to life, showing a serious-faced news anchor seated behind a desk. "We start today with shocking news from the Zenin estate. Last night, the entire Zenin clan was wiped out in a brutal massacre. Authorities are baffled by the sheer scale and precision of the attack. It appears to be the work of someone with a personal vendetta."

The screen switched to aerial footage of the Zenin residence, bloodstains visible even from above. The anchor's voice continued, "Investigators found no survivors among the clan members.

The death toll has reached beyond 50, all of them were stripped naked, and turned into a pile of dead bodies, we can see blood stained footprints on their naked bodies, it seems whoever hanged the head of the Zenin family and his wife used the other members as a foothold to climb.

This just shows how much of a grudge the person had against the Zenin clan to derogate them to such an extent. However, one person is notably missing: Maki Zenin, who is now the sole surviving member of the clan and the owner of all Zenin assets."

Maki's eyes widened as she watched the report. The anchor held up a set of documents, "According to these signed papers, in the event of an unforeseen incident like this, Maki Zenin is to inherit all Zenin family assets. This has been confirmed as authentic by legal experts."

Maki glanced at Izuku, confusion and surprise clear in her eyes. "Did you...?"

Izuku nodded, his expression serious. "Of course. Who else would make sure you get what you deserve?"

Flashback No Jutsu

Izuku stood in the dimly lit room, a stark contrast to the brutality within him. Maki's parents were bound to chairs, their faces already showing signs of the beating they had endured. Blood dripped from cuts and bruises, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.

"Sign these papers," Izuku commanded, holding out the documents. His voice was cold, unyielding, a steely determination burning in his eyes.

Maki's father spat blood on the floor, glaring up at Izuku. "Go to hell," he snarled. "Just kill us and get it over with."

Izuku's response was immediate and merciless. He struck Maki's father across the face, the force of the blow making the chair creak under the strain. "You think you can bargain with me?" Izuku growled, his voice low and menacing.

Maki's mother, equally defiant, shouted, "You'll never get away with this! We won't sign anything!"

Izuku's eyes narrowed, and he stepped closer, his fists clenched. Without a word, he punched Maki's mother in the stomach, causing her to double over in pain. She gasped for breath, her defiance momentarily subdued.

"You'll keep on suffering until you sign these documents," Izuku said, his voice eerily calm. "I can keep this up all night. Your lives are in my hands, until you give me what I want, neither you will die, nor you will be allowed to rest."

He turned back to Maki's father, landing a series of punches to his torso and face. The older man groaned in pain, each hit breaking down his resistance. Maki's mother screamed, cursing Izuku with every vile word she could muster.

"Sign the papers," Izuku repeated, his voice unwavering. "Or the pain continues."

Maki's father, now barely conscious, looked at his wife. The defiance in their eyes began to waver, replaced by a mixture of fear and desperation. They realized there was no escape from this torment.

"Fine," Maki's father wheezed, his voice barely a whisper. "We'll sign."

Izuku stepped back, allowing them a moment to gather themselves. He placed the documents and a pen in front of them, watching as they shakily signed their names. Their hands trembled, the fight drained from their bodies.

Once the signatures were in place, Izuku gathered the papers, his expression impassive. "You've made the right choice," he said, his tone cold. "Now that you have made yourself useful to Maki for once in your life, you can die now." Saying that he reverse flashed both of them killing them in an instant.

Leaving the room, Izuku carried the documents and their dead bodies, ensuring Maki's inheritance was secure. The sounds of their suffering still echoed in the room behind him, a grim reminder of the lengths he would go to for Maki's future.

As he went back to the compound planted the evidence, hanged both of them on the huge tree, stripped all of them naked piled them one upon other, under the huge tree as he hanged Maki's parents, making sure to step on every single dead body, as an act of revenge for what they did to Maki, once satisfied he left the compound.

(Flashback No Jutsu Ends)

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