Death comes.
Midoriya blood calls to death, and the Reaper hears it from the depths.
Death will come for Midoriya then, four times then once again.
Fear the rage that you have stirred, or you’ll drown amongst the animal’s herd.
As a demon offering a trade, a reward you must take for your aid.
When land is gone and blood flows free, a two faced killer you must flee.
A hand of death is at your throat, blood will spill so the knife you must note.
Then when Midoriya blood is thinned by half, the demon will come back to take the calf.
Birthed from fire eight thrones hide, but fear the demon as he slips inside.
Midoriya blood calls to death, and the Reaper hears it from the depths.
Death will come for Midoriya then, four times then once again.
Fear the rage that you have stirred, or you’ll drown amongst the animal’s herd.
As a demon offering a trade, a reward you must take for your aid.
When land is gone and blood flows free, a two faced killer you must flee.
A hand of death is at your throat, blood will spill so the knife you must note.
Then when Midoriya blood is thinned by half, the demon will come back to take the calf.
Birthed from fire eight thrones hide, but fear the demon as he slips inside.
Pemphredo, her first prophecy to Inko Midoriya
Midoriya blood rages up at death, the fall is coming so hold your breath. Beyond death's pale hand I see no life, only the child that lives in strife.
Eight thrones tall the torch is passed, the ninth grows strong with powers amassed. But beware the Demon his hive is built, else the Ninth will succumb to his guilt.
Decay will rot and the wolf will howl, the fake will lie and scheme most foul. Betrayed and tricked the rider stalks, inside the sound the eyeless sees all that walks.
Cut or stitched it mattered not, armed with rage the torch was passed when he thought it was all for naught. Rage and fear will cloud the mind, but do not break the love intertwined.
A star's great love and strength beheld, the darkness beaten back and expelled. The devil saved from darkness pulled, a cruel love tempered and matured.
Ninth will fade as the Tenth does rise, together as one until the ninth’s reprise.
With every step Midoriya takes, death’s many hands creep up like snakes. Consumed by rage the Twisted One comes, the path of death Midoriya must overcome.
A web is sewn from mistakes of the past, but the Demon knows not the dice he cast. The first gift made to own flesh and bone, the second time set this path in stone.”
Eight thrones tall the torch is passed, the ninth grows strong with powers amassed. But beware the Demon his hive is built, else the Ninth will succumb to his guilt.
Decay will rot and the wolf will howl, the fake will lie and scheme most foul. Betrayed and tricked the rider stalks, inside the sound the eyeless sees all that walks.
Cut or stitched it mattered not, armed with rage the torch was passed when he thought it was all for naught. Rage and fear will cloud the mind, but do not break the love intertwined.
A star's great love and strength beheld, the darkness beaten back and expelled. The devil saved from darkness pulled, a cruel love tempered and matured.
Ninth will fade as the Tenth does rise, together as one until the ninth’s reprise.
With every step Midoriya takes, death’s many hands creep up like snakes. Consumed by rage the Twisted One comes, the path of death Midoriya must overcome.
A web is sewn from mistakes of the past, but the Demon knows not the dice he cast. The first gift made to own flesh and bone, the second time set this path in stone.”
Pemphredo, her final prophecy
