[ Today has been A Day. That's the best - really, the most? - of what Izuku can say of it. He was fighting his own monologuing villain in another world with a beat up Japan - that was a thing that was happening and he still has injuries from that. Then he was trapped in a loop of one of his dearest memories, which was both lucky considering the alternatives he could have ended up in but also confusing as hell. Then he was thrown out of that memory and turned into an octopus merman. And now he's fallen into some kind of video game scene.
Well. Okay. He's a smart guy and Izuku's pretty sure this is someone else's memory but the monologue, the scenery, the character design...in his nerdy little heart of hearts Izuku feels like he's in a video game even as he looks around wide-eyed and confused for a second. There's that impulse to judge - really a compulsion - but he's not sure...what he's looking at here. ]
Oh no. [ So instead there's a confused little murmur from a lost teenaged hero as he watches two people who probably aren't so great arguing with one another...in a memory. Whose memory is it, though, the guy's or that witch's...? ]
prelude
Well. Okay. He's a smart guy and Izuku's pretty sure this is someone else's memory but the monologue, the scenery, the character design...in his nerdy little heart of hearts Izuku feels like he's in a video game even as he looks around wide-eyed and confused for a second. There's that impulse to judge - really a compulsion - but he's not sure...what he's looking at here. ]
Oh no. [ So instead there's a confused little murmur from a lost teenaged hero as he watches two people who probably aren't so great arguing with one another...in a memory. Whose memory is it, though, the guy's or that witch's...? ]