Midoriya Izuku has been bullied for being quikless in a world where 80% of its population is loitered by superhuman abilities. Unbeknownst to the whole world of the origin of quirks, Izuku awakens what has been the zero point breakthrough of quirks...
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It took him a moment for all of his words to process in his head.
Tattoed wounds. Engraved pain. Drowning innocence. Those were the things he had to endure while living, things that he could never get rid of nor escape.
And now Kacchan wanted him to just get over the death of his mom?
The death of his own dreams like it was nothing?
Ha, if it was that simple, he would have done that a long time ago.
He had the sheer audacity to mention his mom, and now he had to suffer again through grief, 5stages or perhaps more or whatever, for Pete's sake. Everything played in his mind in fast-forward, and he went through mourning again when it came to Korosensei's timeline.
A wave of emotions washed over him; devastated by the loss of those who he cared for, enraged at the heroes who did nothing to save either one, confused as to why the world seemed to have something against him when he had done not a thing to attain its wrath, the gods forsakening him...
His wants to live and die had blurred together, tormenting him to no end. Before long, the pain began to turn into despicable thoughts. The innocent and hopeful kid dreaming of being a hero went up in smoke, leaving a pitiful pile of ashes in its place.
That was when the bloodbath begin, meeting his enablers, engaging him in his thirst for revenge. Not once did he stop to consider the consequences.
He was looking for somewhere to dig his own grave.
Like a ticket to redemption Korosensei came, tentacles and his giant, color-changing emoji head blazing. Rerouting his path, renewing his mind, at least, returning him to the ways he had been before.
But as the target himself had said in his dying moments, all fun times... are bound to end. Even with little to no chances of exploding the Earth, they had to kill him. It wasn't just him who felt like they died with their teacher. Nagisa felt it the most, dealing with the final blow, with Izuku and Kayano at the head and Karma and Itona at each shoulder having front row VIP seats to the show.
Izuku was again engulfed by vast emptiness. He felt nothing else. Why did he have to go over this motion again, when he knew in himself he hadn't gotten over with his mom's death? Why had he been left alive? Was death too sweet for him to consider as punishment for his crimes?
He had no purpose. He didn't know what to do with himself anymore.
But alas, as fate would have it, he had yet to be killed, for he had yet to be judged for his sins.
Tsuna came, dragging Vongola and Hitoshi with him. The gods had played with Izuku once again through the devil incarnate Reborn, who loved chaos too much he practically breathed with it.
So here he is, in UA dorms. UA, his dream school, his way to herohood, doing everything just short of bashing his former childhood best friend turned bully's head.
