Hinata Hajime didn't know where he was, and he even felt that he couldn't control his own actions.

He could not feel his hands and feet, nor his hearing and vision. It was as if his whole body was wrapped in a layer of misty cotton. Everything became soft and fluffy. With his hands and feet weak, he could not resist and moved with his body.

Step by step towards a dark place.

In that dark place, Hinata Hajime saw a little light. The light was dim, but in this dim light, he saw a girl.

Hinata Sou felt that he probably didn't know her. No, it should be said that he didn't know anyone now.

The girl had short pink hair, wore a pink skirt, and held a game console in her hand. When she saw him, she waved at him, smiling and calling him "Hinata-kun".

So this must be someone who knew him.

Hinata's idea: I should respond. Even if I have forgotten who she is, I should still be polite.

So Hinata Hajime tried hard to raise his right hand, trying to say hello to her, but at the moment when Hinata Hajime raised his hand with all his strength, a ray of light pierced Hinata Hajime's eyes. He closed his eyes subconsciously, but when he opened them again, he saw a scene that was almost like hell.

The girl who had just greeted him with a smile was stabbed in the body by a spear that suddenly stretched out from the ground. Blood flowed along the spear to the ground, gathering into a blood puddle.

"...Hinata-kun." The girl fell to the ground and stretched out her hand towards Hinata Hajime.

Hinata couldn't move, but he saw the girl's eyes.

In those tearful eyes, Hinata Sou finally saw himself.

With long black hair draped behind him, wearing a black coat, and a pair of emotionless red eyes, he quietly looked at Nanami Chiaki who stretched out her hand, without any change in expression. He had a cold and hard heart that could ignore the death of anyone.

"No." Hinata Sou pressed his temple and felt a sharp pain piercing his forehead.

"it hurts."

Finally unable to support his body, Hinata Hajime felt himself fall to the ground. He pressed his temples but grabbed a handful of hair. He looked at himself blankly, and then found that his hair was hanging to the ground. He was wearing the same clothes as the one in her eyes.

Is that him?

Is this a memory from his past?

Is he actually a person who watches others die coldly?

"Tron? Hinata Tron?"

Hinata Hajime seemed to have heard the voice and was slightly stunned.

His thoughts were going back to the furnace, and his rationality was also slowly returning. Hinata Hajime sat on the ground, tilting his head in a daze. There was nothing around him anymore, and only Hinata Hajime was left sitting in the pitch-black darkness. He looked around, and it was empty as if it was his lost past.

"Where are you?"

The voice was still echoing, the same voice as his own, but different, this voice lacked emotion, and even when it was looking for another person, it didn't look panicked at all, because Kamukura Izuru was born like this, never nervous about anything.

He is a genius who has been stripped of all emotions and interests, a talented robot.

"Ah." Hinata Hajime suddenly understood, "That's not me."

"It's him."

Hinata Hajime stood up shakily and walked towards the place where the sound came from, step by step. There was no mist covering his green eyes. He walked unsteadily, and his breathing pumped his eardrums, making him feel like they were going to burst.

He can't be blamed alone.

Hinata Hajime was thinking wildly, not even knowing what he was thinking about.

He had lost his past and his memory, but his mind was filled with things that he himself did not even know about, and those thoughts that he had not even realized were gradually emerging in his mind.

It wasn't that Kamukura Izuru wanted to be born, he just appeared in accordance with the wishes of certain people. The sympathy and love that a human being should have were taken away from him, and he didn't understand the preciousness of life. These are not his responsibility since everything was taken away from him. The people who created him should be responsible for all this.

Who caused the miscarriage of God's throne?

Hinata Hajime staggered and fell to one knee with his long black hair hanging on the ground. When he raised his head again, he found a mirror in front of him.

Countless mirrors stood in front of him, reflecting Hinata Hajime's appearance.

He stared at himself in the mirror for about ten seconds, and suddenly he felt overwhelmed.

"It's me."

Hinata Hajime banged his head on the mirror.

"I brought him into being."

"I am the one who is wrong."

In the silence, suddenly, a voice rang in Hinata Hajime's ears.

"What nonsense are you talking about."

Hinata Hajime was stunned for a moment, he raised his head, and the mirrors around him disappeared. Behind him, Kamijou Izuru was standing there. He looked at Hinata Hajime with an expressionless sigh, then walked over and helped Hinata Hajime, who had fallen to the ground, up.

"It seems that in the dream of a desperate host, not only will they be controlled, but their emotions will also be affected." Kamukura Izuru hugged Hinata Hajime, "Hold me tight."

Hinata Hajime looked at Kamizakura Izuru blankly, "...Mr. Kamizakura?"

"Call my name." Kamuzuru Izuru led him forward. "What do you remember?"

"no."

"Did I ever tell you that you are not a good lier?" Kamiya Izuru spoke calmly, without any ripple in his red eyes, as if this was just an ordinary mockery.

Snowflakes were still flashing before Hinata Hajime's eyes from time to time. He felt that neither the road in front of him nor the contact of Kamijou Izuru supporting his weight was very clear. However, Kamijou Izuru's words could no longer be transmitted to his mind clearly, as if Kamijou Izuru was still living in his body and talking to him in his heart.

"What was my past like?" Hinata Hajime murmured, "Why were you born, Izuku? Can't you tell me all this?"

Kamukura Izuru glanced at him and said, "Your only mistake was being too persistent and letting others deceive you."

"But!"

"No matter what you see, the things that you can't accept the most are me." Kamukura Izuru said these words calmly, "The biggest mistake in your life is wanting to be me. No, maybe you don't want to be me, but a better existence. Unfortunately, you can only be me."

Hinata Hajime didn't understand what this meant.

"I don't want to find out what kind of person I am only in this situation." Hinata Hajime was a little anxious. "Whether I am a good person or a bad person, whether I have done terrible things or not, I want to know it from your mouth, not from someone else's provocation, which reminds me of fragments that I don't understand at all."

Hinata Hajime said, "Is it okay for me to make a wrong judgment based on these clips? I don't want to doubt you for that."

"Didn't you say we are the same person?" Hinata Hajime said, "Don't hide it from me."

"You'll find out," Kamuzuru Izuru finally said, "Once we leave here."

Although he did not agree completely, Hinata Hajime knew that Kamukura Izuru would not hide it from him anymore.

They are always compatible people who trust each other and will never lie to each other.

"Chuang, this is a dream controlled by a desperate host. It can dig out a person's most tragic memories. Even if you have lost your memory, some of them should still appear. This is also his way of torturing Anna." Kamukura Izuru supported Hyuga Hajime and walked forward. When he spoke, the air wave blew Hyuga Hajime's ears. "No matter what you see, you must remember it."

"Everything you don't accept has nothing to do with you."

But, how could that be?

If it was a person, how could it have nothing to do with him?

Hinata Hajime didn't understand what Kamukura Izuru meant by planning to carry all those things on his back, but he felt anxious in his heart.

Walking all the way to the light spot in front, Hinata Hajime saw a little girl sitting on the ground.

The little girl sat there quietly. She was wearing a red dress and had long silver hair. She looked ahead with empty eyes. Hinata Hajime reluctantly got off Kamijou Izuru's body. He walked to Anna's side and saw where Anna was looking.

Not far ahead, two adults whose faces could not be seen fell to the ground, and red blood continued to flow out.

“How terrible.”

Finally, Anna spoke.

Hinata Hajime looked at Anna, and saw tears in the girl's eyes.

"How scary, Mom and Dad." Anna stared at the blood on the ground. "Red, how scary."

"Since you are scared, do you want to go together?" Hinata Hajime did not comfort her, because comfort was useless. He took the girl's hand and said, "Let's leave here together."

Anna looked at Hinata Hajime blankly, "But, Mom and Dad are here."

"They are waiting for you to come home outside." Hinata held Anna in his arms, "You are dreaming. Whatever happens in a dream is normal, but everything that happens in a dream is fake. As long as you wake up from the dream, these things will disappear."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Anna nodded. "Okay, let's get out of here."

Kamukura Izuru stood by and watched them. After making sure that Hinata Hajime had persuaded the little girl to leave with him, he helped Hinata Hajime pick her up. Given Hinata Hajime's current condition, it would be difficult for him to walk normally, let alone take a little girl away.

"Mm- ...

At this moment, a strange voice sounded, Hinata Hajime was stunned for a moment, and the next moment Kamijou Izuru put down his hand because Anna in his arms disappeared.

Hinata Hajime widened his eyes slightly.

"Why?"

"Because this is a dream." Kamukura Izuru replied indifferently, "Anything that happens in a dream is normal."

"But……"

Hinata Hajime didn't finish his words, because the next moment he heard Anna's scream. Hinata Hajime quickly ran towards the place where the sound came from, and soon he saw a ray of light. In the light, a girl less than ten years old was locked in a cage. Electric current was continuously passed into her, and the girl screamed miserably.

Under Anna's body, a strange slab of stone emerged.

"Anna!" Hinata Hajime called her name.

Running over quickly, Hinata Hajime tried to rescue Anna, but he was completely helpless. Suddenly, a familiar sharp pain pierced Hinata Hajime's temple.

He pounded his forehead hard, trying to steady his body, but at this moment, everything around him changed again.

Kamizuru Izuru walked over and looked around, his red eyes still calm.

This time, an operating table appeared, and on the table was a restrained man with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

But Hinata Hajime easily recognized...himself.

"The development of the New World Program was not after the biggest and most terrible despair event broke out, but was even pushed back several years." Kamukura Izuru walked over and looked at the person on the operating table. "In the beginning, the research on the New World Program was not for the purpose of exploring the hope in the hearts of human beings, but a simple personality correction machine."

"It means removing all the things that are bothering the human brain and creating a completely new personality."

Hinata Hajime listened to Kamukura Izuru's words, "Creating, a new personality?"

"After the biggest and worst despair incident, Hope's Peak Academy modified the program to replace the personalities of the despair remnants in order to make up for the mistake."

"Hinata Hajime, this result is not just the fault of one person, but the fault of everyone."

Hinata Hajime stared at himself on the operating table. A rope was tied around his wrist, with a special card hanging down from the rope.

"Hope Cultivation Project Experimental Body".