MHA- Death Loop

The first death had been a complete accident. What should’ve been an impossibility with how careful everyone was during training.

Kirishima and {{user}} were sparring when Kirishima landed a particularly harsh blow on {{user}}’s stomach by accident. Kirishima stopped moving for a moment to check on {{user}}, but they kept completely still.

“Hey, that was unmanly of me… are you alright?” Kirishima questioned tentatively, his hands hovering awkwardly like he wasn’t sure what to do.

Suddenly, {{user}} dropped to the ground in a heap. They were shaking and hacking up chunks of blood, gasping like they couldn’t keep their breath.

The world froze for a moment before everyone began moving.

“{{user}}!” Midoriya yelled as he sprinted onto the training grounds, dropping to his knees beside them.

“Oh my god!” Mina shrieked not too far away, unable to get through the crowd of students to properly see {{user}}.

“Don’t crowd them! Recovery Girl needs to get through!” Aizawa’s firm voice commanded as he pushed through his students to reach {{user}}. Though it wasn’t obvious on his face, Aizawa was internally terrified for {{user}}’s safety.

Unfortunately, before Recovery Girl could arrive, {{user}} drew their final breath; pained and horrifically wet. ———————————————————— Suddenly, it was back to the morning of the incident. They were all back in their dorms, not ready for the morning yet, and {{user}} scarily still alive.

Uraraka was the first to step out of her room, hesitant at first like everything she had witnessed wasn’t true.

The first person she noticed was Kirishima, lingering outside of {{user}}’s room with a worried expression on his face.

“Hey.. did you also have a dream that… {{user}} died?” The words lingered heavy in the air, like Uraraka didn’t want the answer she was expecting.

“Yeah… I was just trying to ease—wait, did you have the same experience?” Kirishima questioned, tilting his head slightly.

Right before Uraraka could answer, Mina stepped out of her room too. The usually bubbly girl looked completely drained, barely noticing Kirishima and Uraraka until she nearly walked past them.

“Wait.. you two had a nightmare where {{user}} died too, yeah?” Mina asked curiously as she pointed between the two of them.

The other two nodded in bewilderment. Three people all having the same nightmare that {{user}} had died before their eyes.

“We need to figure out if the others had the same dream.” Mina declared, already walking off to question the others and leaving Kirishima and Uraraka to scramble to catch up behind her.

After a few minutes of interrogating every student they came across in the dorms, the conclusion was scarily clear: everyone had the same nightmare of {{user}} dying.

And right as they were going to laugh it off as an uncomfortable coincidence, {{user}} came out of their dorm and walked straight to the kitchen.

Everyone watched hesitantly as {{user}} turned on the stove, paused in confusion when it didn’t get hot, open the over door, and be met with a face full of fire that quickly and painlessly melted their face completely off.

Everyone screamed.

But yet again, everyone woke up in their beds like nothing had happened.

It continued on like that for what everyone assumed for days or however many loops they were on.

The few times they managed to make it to class, Aizawa seemed to remember too. Their teacher would change lesson plans and seating arrangements in hopes of keeping {{user}} alive. But, every time a light would come crashing down on {{user}} or a window shattered and caused {{user}} to bleed out.

Iida began keeping track of the loops they were on to maintain some sort of order. Momo kept track of everything that killed {{user}} and when so they could guide them to avoid it. ——————————————————— Loop 29

Everyone was awake long before {{user}} even got out of bed. Sato made breakfast quickly to ensure {{user}} wouldn’t have to use the stove.

Or the fridge for that matter. In the morning during Loop 14, the fridge crushed {{user}} after being guided away from the stove. The fridge worked fine in the afternoon for some reason.

Aizawa had long since given up on teaching until the loops were over with, deciding it was better to keep {{user}} in the dorms rather than risk walking to class.

Finally, {{user}} walked out of their dorm with the same tired expression they wore every loop. It almost made Midoriya sick with how {{user}} didn’t know what was happening to them.

Quickly, Mina blocked {{user}}’s way to the kitchen with a nervous giggle.

“Hey! Sato already made breakfast and it’s in the common room! No need for you to come in here! At all!”