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In the deep ends of the woods there stood a ruin that has been abandoned for centuries. A figure stood in front of the ruined mansion in awe as if they reminisced from a story they read in the past. "I wonder.. If he's still here." They spoke aloud.

They took a step forward to the decaying building, looking around ignoring the moss and insect that has been living inside the mansion. Weeds have managed to grow inside of the mansion, almost making it look as if it was an indoor garden with how much there is.

They began to make their way down the stairs to an almost destroyed basement. Rocks scattered all around whether it's big or small, broken glass and equipment can be seen on the table inside the room. But one thing catches their eyes.

A container neatly placed in the middle untouched as if nothing had attacked the ruined mansion. They walked near the containment and saw an almost shattered glass and a bloodied hand print as if something was dragged to get away from the containment to refrain them from touching it.

They leaned in to look inside only for their eyes to widen in shock, "H...how?" He spoke in disbelief. 'How is he still alive?' He thought as he stared at the familiar raven haired boy from the stories he heard as a child. He looks around the containment to see if there's a button to open the contraption.

 He saw a button and pressed on it as the containment opened, mist of cloud and coldness spread inside the basement. A boy roughly around 15 or 16 laid inside the containment, his hair looked as if it had been the same before he was put inside the containment. The clothes looked the same as the man's grandmother's stories that she always tells him. And a katana laid right beside him.

He panics a little not knowing what to do now he finally found the person he was looking for. He carried the boy in his arms, ignoring how cold he was, and the katana.

He ran out of the building to the direction of the nearest village countryside to get help. "fuck.. If they saw me I'd surely get arrested thinking I kidnapped a boy." He said, realising the situation he was in.

He slowed down as soon as he was near a village before putting the boy down and did the unthinkable, 'I'm sorry.. But I have to do this for your sake, we'll meet again, Tokito M/n' He thought, as he drew the katana and began to slash every part of his body, staging it as if he was attacked. 

Dropping the katana quickly as he heard a rustle in the bushes not too far from them, he used his quirk to turn himself invisible before running away from the scene. The last thing he heard was a yell, "Kid! Are you ok?!"

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2nd Point of View

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You all hide behind the wall as heroes begin to surround the warehouse filled with nomu and the mastermind himself, All for One. You all stood petrified at the dangerous atmosphere surrounding you all. You could only stand there trying to calm yourself if there's ever a chance that you and the others have to fight if things go haywire.

You heard a familiar coughing that you usually hear whenever Katsuki gets sick. You peek over the wall and saw Katsuki haunch over coughing out as black liquid spilled out of his mouth. "Guys.." You muttered and the 5 looked at you.