A series of beginnings

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Hi! I am a new writer and hope to get better and adapt to each character's personality perfectly! Thank you so much for starting to read my book!!! (:



''Kacchan, stop, that hurts!" Kacchan's friends held me down while he blasted explosion after explosion on my arm, i turned my head down to look at it tears running downs my cheeks... It was a black mess. I screamed.

Thats my life, every day, no matter the time or the place Kacchan would always find some way to hurt me and try to force me to give up my dream... To become a hero. 

I'm Izuku Midoriya, a four-year-old kid with a bush of green hair, a tendency to mumble and- a Quirkless freak. Our world is based on quirks, if we get a strong one, we are praised and can become a Hero, protecting the innocent and putting the Villains in jail, while if we get a weak one, we can at least live our life peacefully. Those of us born without a quirk... Get abused and neglected, not even the Heroes pay us any mind, we are forgotten, invisible. 

Kacchan leaned down, his blond hair covering his eyes making him look mad, and raised his steaming hand to my face, "Prepare to die, Deku!" He smirked as i whimpered and then my vision went black.

Darkness...

A swirl of red...

Knives.... Figures in black, swirling, round and round and round...

Blood, on my hands, on my face, in my mouth...

"No... No-Please! I didn't mean too! Leave me alone!"

"STOP!"

I opened my eyes...

"..."

To the tang of blood.

"M-mum?" 


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