Scientists claim that quirks had formed through the gradual evolution of humanity, and for most this was a given ,afterall it made the most sense.
However in the shadows of quirked humanity lied a brotherhood, a cult as they would call them, these p...
Lanterns lit the cold dead halls of an unknown structure, hidden kilometers underground and far from human intervention.
In one this hideouts rooms sat a man at a wooden desk, he had jet black hair, forest green eyes and pale skin, he was surrounded by crumpled up papers and a blueprint of sorts that showed the basic anatomy of a human being.
He just didn't understand how it worked. For centuries his people have tried to ceaselessly to revive their god yet each time it went wrong somehow, someWAY! They first tried it with a 27 year-old woman but she literally exploded, then a 19 year-old man but he exploded... AGAIN! Time and time again they would try and fail to bring him back, that was until his grandfather came to a theory, one he called the chalice theory. Technically their god could be considered a quirk, so perhaps because these people already had quirks their bodies simply collapsed when met with another stronger quirk? Kinda like a chalice of wine overflowing with whiskey.
His grandfather tested this with his own quirkless body, it was likely the closest they've ever been, but it seemed his grandfather's old body didn't have the energy to stay alive for the entire process and sadly, he died. It wasn't over yet though, they had a lead now, they knew they needed a quirkless host, one who was young and energetic but not so young that their frail bodies would collapse under the pressure.
The man turned his attention to a polaroid picture of a green haired teen who was around 14-15 years of age, it was perfect, perfect, this time they would succeed.
It was time to go for broke.
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Izuku slowly dragged his feet back home, today was a horrible day, dreams crushed by his idol, chastised and berated by the heroes for tryong to save someone, and worst of all, told to kill himself by his childhood best friend
It was a wake up call in all honesty. Maybe they were right? Maybe his dream would perpetually remain just that, a dream? Maybe he should've jumped off of a roof and pray for a better quirk in his next life, it was about the best choice at this point.
As the green headed boy continued to drag his feet on the asphalt roads he couldn't help but sense something was... off. It was a small feeling at first but soon after passing by a suspicious person with a camera for a head (yes, a camera for a head) in a black hood with odd green markings that resembled a dna with wings he couldn't help but feel the sudden tension in the air.
He took a sneaky glance behind him to check if the man was still in his spot.
He'd gotten closer.
It was a small distance but it was still big enough to notice and that had him worried, and it had him even more worried when he passed by more people with different clothes but all had that same symbol on them.
Izuku began to hurry his steps however a group of these people blocked the path he was walking on. "Hey! Hey! Slow down will ya kid?" One them, the skinniest one spoke. "Where are you goin this late in the hour? And your still in uniform? Clearly up to no good if you ask me. How about me and my pals take you to your mom I'm sure she's worried." He finished. At this point there was only one thing Izuku could do.
HOTFOOT THE HELL OUT THERE AND NEVER LOOK BACK!!!
At this point they were all chasing him and he was absolutely terrified. 'Who are all of these people!? Why are they chasing me!? What do I have that they would want im just some quirkless loser!!' After a lot of running Izuku had managed to lose them in the confusing winding all alleys of Musutafu.
He sat down to rest and catch his breath. That could have gone way worse than this so he was relieved to say the least. He checked to see whether the coast was clear and before he could fully check, a piece of cloth was placed on his mouth and nose. Before he could even try to fight back he lost conciousness...
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Chants echoed throughout a large room, in it were multiple people who all wore the same black robes with that green dna symbol, the room was surprisingly clean and at at the center lied the green haired boy in intricate white robes.
The chanting continued only growing louder before suddenly coming to a halt when a the pale skinned man from before walked to the center with a knife and an eye in hand.
"Brothers! Sisters! Today we have once again gathered here to revive our great progenito!" He yelled in righteous confidence also bringing confidence in his brethren as they chered. "For centuries our ancestors have tried and failed all the same, but we, WE are different! We will help bring a new dawn for humanity!" He turned towards the unconscious body and looked at the eye in his hand.
He crushed the eye and splattered the blood all over the boys chest and he hovered the knife over the now bloodied chest. "And it all starts with this boy." He whispered in a grim voice before plunging it into his heart killing him instantly.
Silence was all there was.
Anticipation
Hope
And fear
They watched the cold body of the boy. Nothing happened again. Many sighed in defeat and began leaving the room when suddenly, the body twitched.
The body suddenly launched itself into the air and once in the air it began radiating energy, almost on instinct everyone bowed. The once skinny body began to grow muscle, e/c eyes gleamed, a low chuckle could be heard before it turned to full on laughter.
"Oh, how I missed being alive!"
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End of chapter one, hope you enjoyed it cause I sure did, english isn't my first launguage so if I got any spelling mistakes please tell me.
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