1/Prologue: beginning of a new life.

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Self Narration: hello
Saiki's telepathy: (hello)
Saiki's own little edits: {hello}
People talking: "Hello"
Peoples thoughts ' hello '
Hours/minutes: —#—
Flashbacks: hello
AN: [hello]

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This will most likely be written from Saiki's perspective for most of the fic.

I'll do this pattern if it's a perspective switch: —_–·—_–·—

TW: Child abuse, violence, Strong language, incestual behavior, and terrible writing.

Oi, also if whoever is narrating, and they're using sarcasm or being really dramatic, it'll look like this :

Ex: really? You didn't burn the house down?

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It all started in Qingqing City, China. When a "glowing baby" was born. Since then, the "supernatural" has been discovered successively in various places, but the reason for it has Not Been identified.
We don't know when, but quickly the "super abnormal" has become the "super normal".
About 80% of the world's population has a certain "special constitution" and now the world has become a "superhuman world".
Not everyone can remain calm and rational after possessing such "super abnormal" abilities. With the emergence of the "super abnormal", there is also an explosive increase in the number of crimes.
Just as the country hesitated about whether to completely change the law, courageous people began to act like heroes in comic stories.

"AH! HELP! HE STOLE MY PURSE!"
"Oh wait look! It's a hero!"

But those "superheroes", aren't as always as heroic as they appear on the outside.

' haha! I'm famous now! Suck it assholes!'

Who am I? You may ask?

My name is Kusuo Todoroki,  I'm a psychic.

And I'll be forced to introduce you into my new life as a.... something in this hell hole of a world. Like all stories, I'll begin from the very start.

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It's been three hours since we first started.

"KUSUO!! KEEP RUNNING AWAY~!!" A psychopathic screech coming from a blond echoed in the nearly torn-down room.

My throat strained. Labored breaths with each uneven pant. Pushing my body to the limits by teleporting to different sections of the room, dodging the robot cat's deadly lasers. Sweat began to make its way off my heated face, falling onto the cemented ground each time the beams tried to graze my skin.

"ONLY YOU COULD MAKE ME FEEL LIKE THIS KUSUO~!!!" My "brother" had a lustful expression painted on, under his clear mask.

Disgusting pervert, why would you be making that face while trying to kill your only brother?

My eyes wandered around the room, catching a glimpse of the purple-haired medium that just woke up from his "nap", he glared at me with a face full of hatred.

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