Loss of Control

"You can choose one thing," Chrona spoke cheerfully, her voice remaining light and playful, but there was a hint of importance in it. "The first box — it's something familiar to you. It's all your negative emotions, gathered and transformed into 'hatred,' but don't confuse it with the emotion itself, it's something entirely different. And, you know, honestly, this is my mistake..." Chrona paused, as if feeling a brief moment of regret.

"When I gave you the quirk, you already had another one... but it was quite weak! So I had to remove it to give you a new one, because your childlike body wouldn't have been able to handle two quirks at once. And it turned out that after the removal, some remnants were left behind... I don't fully understand how it happened, because the very nature of the quirk is beyond my control. But the point is: your negative emotions began to accumulate and merged with the remnants of the old quirk, forming a new — living, intelligent, sinister force, whose goal is to take over your body. And every time you use it, it takes a part of you. But there's one bonus, how could I forget about it? Otherwise, I wouldn't even mention it! This power gives you many interesting abilities, but... with every use, you become more dependent on it, like a drug... But there's one way…"

Without hearing Chrona out, Kimika felt a wave of terror wash over her. All that was running through her mind was one thought: she was on the verge of becoming the victim of this... second quirk?

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" Chrona asked seriously, noticing that Kimika seemed lost in her thoughts. "Ugh, who am I even talking to? You're the one at fault, so you'll figure out how to control it. But an important note: I took it from you, and if it weren't for me, I don't think you'd be sitting here right now. And if you choose it... remember — I won't be able to take it from you again without INCREDIBLY SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES. Because it will already be part of you."

"Well, the second slot..." Chrona pondered for a moment, then winked. "That's your trigger, the same one that's currently in my favorite Toga. If she were here, I'd... oh, ahem... And if you choose this box, I'll create a special trigger for you that will awaken your third eye. But there's one big, big BUT: your body simply won't handle it, and immediately after the eye awakens, you'll explode. BOOM — and that's it. Fun, right? Though, technically, that eye should awaken when you grow older, but that's incredibly boring... just waiting for the awakening, right?"

Kimika, as Chrona had expected, couldn't hold back and abruptly stood up, ready to protest that both options led to a dreadful outcome for her.

In response, Chrona simply snapped her fingers, and Kimika instantly found herself back in the chair as if she had never stood up, now deprived of the ability to move. Her body was frozen, and she couldn't make even the slightest movement.

All she could do was look at Chrona, who, despite everything, didn't take the smile off her face, her gaze radiating carefreeness and even enjoyment of the situation.

But this was completely different from Toga, as in her carefreeness and smile, one could always sense warmth and support, while with Chrona, there was only a cold desire to watch the show, as if to her, it was nothing more than entertainment.

"And the third... If you choose the third box, you'll be faced with a choice: either you take nothing, or you choose both of the first boxes. Their combination will lead to something... interesting. Hatred will do everything to keep you alive because, after all, it will die with you, and it really doesn't want that... And your third eye, which can overload your body, causing it to explode... An incredible combo... But remember, everything is in your hands. I don't care what you choose, because each option, even the one where you take nothing, leads to the same thing: fun and a show!"

Chrona paused, her gaze becoming even more mysterious, and her voice almost sinister.

"And you probably remember that at this very moment, your 'best friend' is still fighting the heroes. And after your defeat to the All Might... he probably went to help his colleagues in the battle against her... And, unfortunately, I didn't accidentally stop time... so 1 second here is 1 second there... maybe she's already lost... or maybe not? So, you need to make your decision faster!"

Chrona slowly stood up from her chair, each of her movements smooth and unhurried, as if she possessed endless time. Taking a few steps toward Kimika, she leaned in so that their gazes met at the same level.

"Well then," she said quietly, but her voice echoed in the silence, filling the entire space. "What's your choice, little 'Kimi'? The clock is ticking, and the show won't wait forever."

Kimika felt her heart race even faster. The flood of information that had hit her in the last few minutes was almost unbearable. Her mind tried to organize everything into neat categories, but it all blended into a chaotic tangle of options, questions, and doubts.

Yet one thought, one single idea, broke through the chaos: Toga. Her friend was now fighting alone against the heroes, just as Chrona had said. And Kimika knew — she had to, no, she was obligated to make the right choice. Not for herself, but for Toga. To help the one who had always helped her, to save her, even if this choice would have serious consequences, she was ready for anything.

Kimika clenched her fists, feeling her fingers tremble slightly, but her gaze became steady, and her breathing deepened. Gathering all her willpower, she exhaled: "I... I've made my choice."

Chrona watched Kimika with a smile, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. With a snap of her fingers, a dark vial appeared in her hand, filled with a thick black liquid that emitted an oppressive heaviness, as if its very nature were the embodiment of evil. Its deep color resembled an abyss, before which one could not stand firm.

"Once you drink this, you'll gain your second incredibly powerful and dangerous quirk. You'll become one of the few people who possess more than one quirk, and even among them, yours will be some of the strongest. Though... probably... No, definitely hatred will temporarily take control of your body for a while. But don't worry, it won't last long... maybe a minute or two. This is because, along with the quirk, you'll receive all the emotions I took from you to prevent another accidental awakening of hatred, and I've done this quite often. It will be... a bit difficult to endure. You won't have the strength or time to suppress the hatred because you'll have other concerns, and it will take full advantage of this opportunity."

Kimika stared at the black liquid. A drop of doubt still lingered in her heart, but she understood: this moment was crucial. Especially for Toga, as every second of hesitation could become fatal for her. Clenching her fists, Kimika felt her heart beat faster and faster.

Snatching the vial from Chrona's hands, Kimika, casting one last glance at her smile, opened it and drank it all in one gulp. 

To her surprise... nothing happened. Absolutely nothing — no pain, no discomfort, no new sensations.

Looking at Chrona, who was smiling even wider than before, her eyes glowing brightly as if in anticipation of something intriguing, Kimika realized that...

And then her heart was filled with unbearable pain, as if it were burning from the inside. A spasm seized her body, forcing her to fall to her knees. 

The pain began to spread from her heart throughout her body, like fire, tearing her apart. Every breath became heavy, and every movement — agonizing.

Her eyes seemed to burn, and a cry of pain escaped her. She rubbed them with all her might, trying to erase the source of the pain, but it was hopeless. Through the agony and the tears that blurred her vision, she barely noticed that her hands were covered in blood and the black liquid pouring from her eyes.

As if that wasn't enough. Before she could even comprehend what was happening, her last intact right horn began to crack loudly and shatter. She tried to stop it, grabbing it with her hands, forgetting about the pain in her eyes, for the pain from her horn was a thousand times stronger.

As if that weren't enough, before she could even comprehend what was happening, her last intact right horn began to crack loudly, threatening to shatter like it would explode at any moment. She tried to stop it, gripping it with her hands, forgetting the pain in her eyes, because the agony from the horn was a thousand times worse.

Her head began to fill with thoughts, but they were not her own. These were horrifying thoughts of pain, anger, rage, and hatred toward everyone... toward Chrona for treating her whole life as nothing more than a funny show to watch with popcorn... toward her family for not supporting her in her difficult moments... toward the heroes, the villains, and the entire world that destroyed her life... and anger toward Toga for not stopping her, but instead, supporting her and helping her become a criminal...

These thoughts were not hers, but they tore her apart from the inside, consuming her entirely, making her lose control more and more.

Chrona immediately reacted, still smiling, and with a snap of her fingers, she pushed Kimika into the portal she had created behind her, slowing her fall.

"Don't worry, this voice in your head — it's not schizophrenia... it's much worse. It's the hatred you've consumed. It almost immediately started to influence you, right? The dark thoughts, and all that. It will whisper in your head from time to time, saying everything it can to make you use it. It might even promise to stop torturing you... but that's a lie. It will deceive you, push you toward decisions that will seem like your own, completely right, but will lead to an even worse situation, where you'll eventually have to use it. And remember, you won't be able to resist its influence... just its presence in your body is almost a death sentence. But you can help the one you're trying so hard to save."

She waved her hand as if in farewell, and each moment of Kimika's fall became faster. "Goodbye, my dear toy. This is probably our last meeting, so... Have fun out there, Kimika. The more you enjoy yourself, the better the show will be for us." 

But most of her words went unheard by Kimika. The dark substance began to fully infiltrate her mind, turning every moment into a struggle for control.

With hatred, all the emotions that Chrona had taken from her earlier returned. Fear, sorrow, pain, anger, hatred, and memories overwhelmed her in a single wave. The most painful moments of her life appeared before her eyes, making her feel utterly helpless against the hatred raging inside. And eventually, she felt her control over her body slip completely away. 

Her body began to move without her will, as if it had become foreign to her, and her consciousness could only watch from within, unable to intervene.

"FINALLY, I'M FREE... I'LL GET MY REVENGE... FOR YOU... FOR MYSELF... FOR US... AGAINST EVERYTHING... HUMANKIND... AND I'LL START... WITH THOSE HEROES!" — the voice boomed, which, though it came from her lips, no longer belonged to her. It was laced with a demonic laugh that shattered the silence, ominous and cold, like a voice emerging from the depths of her heart.

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I... will I ever give Kimika a break? For several chapters, maybe even ten or more, she's been in an incredibly terrible emotional and physical state... Pain, pain, pain... But it will end soon! And I promise to give her at least a little rest!!!

What do you think of my decision? Maybe someone wants to share a theory that came to mind while reading, or, well... your thoughts? Or any question you'd like to have an answer to.

Also, I'd be curious to hear how you imagine the outcome of the fight between Hatred and the All Might.

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