I knew that there were bad things in the world. Terrible things that kill, theive, tear apart families, give pain and in return feed off it. In that time and age you would have to be stupid not to.
But, I also knew that the world hadn't been broken yet. That there was still light out there in the broken thing that we called society. That love, hope, a chance for peace and forgiveness still existed. I believed that the world could be fixed, go back to the way it was made to be. For people to treat others like family instead of with fear, hate, and mistrust.
This is the story about a boy who had been broken down and hated upon so many times that people wondered how he stated so optimistic. A story full of pain and hate, but also of love and kindness. This is my story. The story of Izuku Midoriya.
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Generation 4
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya is done. Done with Katsuki's bullshit, done with being treated as the quirkless reject, done with his mother's treatment of him, done with the constant battle between the so called "heroes" and the rejected "villains." He's done with...
