The fight had taken everything from me. My body ached with every breath, blood trickled down my arms, and the weight of exhaustion crushed my chest. The smirk that had once danced across my lips was now gone, replaced by a grimace as I struggled to push myself back to my feet. Every movement felt sluggish, and the battle seemed endless. The sounds of our clash—crackling blows, the shifting of air as we dodged and lunged—echoed in my ears, mixing with the labored sound of my breathing.

Nezu had yet to call the end of the exam, but I was certain the time had passed. So why was All Might still fighting? What was left for him to prove? Despite my confusion, there was no way I was going to fall here, not with him still standing. I wouldn't let it end like this.

I lunged forward, my limbs weak but fueled by an unrelenting fire within me. My claws raked through the air, aiming for his throat, but All Might met me with a forceful shove, knocking me back onto the cold, unforgiving ground. Pain shot through my body as I crashed down, but I only grinned—there was still fight left in me.

All Might, towering above me, was breathing heavily as well. His once-pristine form was battered, his heroic stance now faltering. Yet, that faint spark in his eyes never wavered—he wouldn't give up. Not until I was brought to my knees.

I growled beneath my breath, defiant in the face of this giant. "I'll pin you down before this is over," I hissed, the words escaping through gritted teeth. My pride refused to allow me to lose—not before I had him begging for mercy, crawling before me like the symbol of peace that he was.

But in that moment, something snapped within me. The fighting spirit still clung to me, but my form began to shift, more than just physicality—a transformation, something primal and raw. I felt the pressure in my body as my ears receded, fur melting away into something far more dangerous. Scales replaced the soft pelt of fur, glistening white like the sheen of a pearl in the moonlight. My paws—no, my talons—clawed into the earth, grounding me, making me sharper, deadlier. The tail that had once been fluffy, the mark of my more human side, now became long, sleek, and scaly, a weapon in its own right. Wings erupted from my back, leathery and grand, unfurling in a display of power as I spread them wide.

The air crackled with tension as I stood before All Might, no longer the creature I once was, but something far darker, far more dangerous. My eyes burned with a toxic green glow, a fire that could melt steel if I willed it. My fangs dripped with venom, a stark contrast to the deadly silence that had fallen between us. I sneered, the words slipping from my lips like poison, "You have bested me for the last time, symbol of peace."

I could see it in his eyes. That recognition—that understanding. He wasn't facing the same being anymore. He was up against the very thing that could tear him apart, if only I willed it.

I lifted my claws, gleaming black and sharp, and without hesitation, slashed at him with all my might. The force of my attack was immense, slicing through the air and meeting his chest with a sickening sound. His shirt tore, and the crimson stain spread quickly, soaking through his skin, his blood marking the once-untouchable hero.

All Might staggered back, one knee hitting the ground. He gasped, clutching his chest, the pain visible in his eyes as they locked onto mine. His breaths were ragged, and yet, in that moment, he still had the strength to look up at me. His blue eyes, wide and pained, were the only thing that remained constant as I towered over him.

"Onyx," he gasped, the weight of my name on his lips like a prayer, before his vision blurred, his consciousness slipping away. His form crumpled to the ground, a giant brought to his knees, not by a foe greater than him, but by the very force of destruction that he had fought so hard to protect.

I stood over him, wings folding back against my body as I took a slow, deep breath. The fight had ended, and yet there was no satisfaction in my chest. I had won, yes—but at what cost?

I lifted my head to the sky, feeling the warmth of the sun beginning to settle over me. I let out a roar, one that echoed through the empty fields and the dark corners of my mind. It was a cry of triumph, but also of pain—of everything that had led to this moment, and the hollow feeling that now gnawed at my insides.

Then, everything went dark.