As You Like

Chapter One: Cursed With Grace

Human suffering. A pain induced collective, only brought about by humanity's own folly. In this hero run society there are many things for humans to loathe, and many things that cause them such strife. Many things that cause history to repeat itself. For without evil, there can never be good. For without destruction, there cannot be creation. For without chaos... There will never be peace.

The current super-powered world is chock full of these negative emotions. Parts of the world have begun to suffocate as many others rose above their peers and declared themselves the greatest. In turn this caused years of conflict and a larger influx of negative human emotion, spawning what could only be known as cursed spirits. Though only a select few knew of their existence, or could even perceive them.

This stems from the fact that people are not, and will never be born equal. It's the harsh reality of humanity, and many don't realize this fact as they continue the reproduction of the same hubris as their ancestors. One such boy is an exemplary example of such effects on the daily. A middle schooler by the name of Izuku Midoriya, a boy who had become so indifferent, so imperturbable, that he just couldn't feel negativity, nor positivity in his life. He was just a husk, and bore the worst curse of them all. Loneliness.

A boy who had suffered the effects of bullying and ridiculed his whole life just for not having some special power that would help him rise above everyone else. Rise above those that looked down on him. The boy had been through so much, even after trying everything he could to be optimistic, to be what a hero should be. Only to have his dream crushed time and time again.

His life had been filled with nothing but hardships, from his father being nearly non-existent, to being bullied constantly for being quirkless, to having his mother never believing in his dreams. Never encouraging him to conquer the challenges he'd be faced. He was the epitome of human suffering at this point, and it seemed that nothing would look up in his life. He would continue down a spiral of despair and his accursed living.

Hence why said boy is now sitting above his school's rooftop, his legs dangling off the side of the building as the wind blew idly, late at night with the feeling of nothing once again. He stared off at the setting sun, sighing as he felt the wind blow past him. He had considered doing it many times over, but never was he this close to the breaking point. It seemed as though he had reached his wits end, and perhaps it was time...

Time he took that blond bastard's advice.

It was the end of Izuku's class, and he knew the blonde was going to come at him right after class. He needed to get out of there before he got anymore burn scars on his body. Izuku absolutely detested the very thought- No, the very idea of pain, but alas, escaping the boy was a lot more difficult than one might think, especially when his lackeys surrounded his desk.

"We ain't done here, Deku." The blonde, named Katsuki Bakugou stated, slamming a hand down onto Izuku's desk. The greenette slowly lifted his head and gave Bakugou a blank dead stare as the blonde tried to intimidate Izuku, or at least get some sort of reaction out of him. These kinds of interactions had become the norm for the two of them since Izuku was diagnosed as quirkless. His hatred of the blonde grew with every passing day, until eventually... He felt nothing. He was eerily calm while seething with rage.

"Y'know, the best heroes out there showed promise even as students. You want to go to UA? Well too bad, I'm the only one getting accepted, so don't even try it. You're below me, and you need to accept it." Bakugou stated, placing a hand onto Izuku's shoulder as his school jacket started to get singed from Bakugou's slight use of his quirk. Izuku sighed, another burn he'd have to try and get out of his school uniform. The fifth one this week, and frankly... He was tired of it.