Withered Flowers

Chapter 1

Heroes are admired for their courage, noble qualities, or achievements. A villain is a cruelly malicious person involved in or devoted to wickedness or crime. To be a citizen is a legal status that grants a person certain rights and privileges in a country, in exchange for their obligation to obey the law and defend the country. 

Spending years to gain her father's love was wasted. Years of trying to help him. Years of trying to get some type of gratification from him was wasted. So it turned into hate. It was known that she was the daughter of All For One. She took bail on his crimes to only realize when she was 17 that she was on her own. 

So she tried to become a hero or some type of anti-hero. Even then, her helping heroes to stop her father's plans were only burned because why would they ever trust someone like her? Even so, she still tried even one point showing evidence before they locked her away again. 

She gave up on that and tried to become a civil citizen. But every corner she turned someone had something to say or physically harmed her. She didn't fight back because the last time she did, she got in trouble. 

She had no job because nobody wanted to hire her. She had nowhere to go since she didn't have money. Temptations of stealing were in the back of her mind but she never played upon them. So she stayed in shelters and ate at soup kitchens. 

She spent 22 years alone and confused. And her quirk? It was eating her because somehow it mutated. Eating away at her brain. She controlled it by inducing the different drugs she drowned herself in. 

Her mind was silent most of the time and her mind was on autopilot which led to her somehow doing sex work and finding herself pregnant.  

But she didn't stop. The voices didn't stop. Her skin crawled at the thought of life living inside of her. She hated every bit of it. And what was worse it was two lives. 

And when she gave birth. Everything changed. Two beautiful babies. One was a girl and the other was a boy. They looked just like her. White curls, and dark eyes, and they looked at her with so much innocence. But they had birthmarks on their faces that looked like hearts. She gave birth underneath a bridge near a riverbed and for once without drugs, her mind was silent. 

She wondered how two pure innocent things came from her. She couldn't let them rot with her so she found an orphanage and gave them away. 

It broke her to the point she went back to her habits right after. Her body screamed but her mind was silent. 

Months went by before she was in an alleyway by a bar. Her face was pushed against the cold bricks as some guy behind behind was going at it. In her hazed-out mind, she looked across the street and at the television. 

Her father and All Might were fighting. She didn't care. It wasn't anything new, but what snapped her mind back was the two babies All For One held. 

She knew it was them because of the birthmarks. In a barely stable state, she pushed the guy away. It had been years since she used her quirk to the point she forgot what it was. 

"HEY! I PAID FOR-" He was cut off when she pushed off into the sky. 
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All For One stood, a sinister grin spreading across his face. Cradled in each arm were two innocent babies, their wide eyes reflecting confusion and fear. The tension in the air was palpable, a stark contrast to the innocence of the children.

All Might, his expression grave yet resolute, stepped into the light, the weight of the world on his shoulders. He knew that any hesitation would cost him dearly. The mere thought of those innocent lives lost struck at the core of his being.