*Flash Back*
"Daddy, daddy! Look i got my quirk!"
I was 6 years old and i didn't know the truth behind my father. Who would know that their father was one of the biggest criminals back in the past.
"Well its about time."
He grabbed me by the throat and carried me into the basement he had always forbidden me from entering. I could see it was split into 3 sections.
One had gym equipment.
One had a medical room.
The last one, well it had nothing except chains.
I spent most of my days in that room.
It was my torture room, my bedroom, my living room. Yet there nothing but chains.
Oh how i tried to hang my self, cause internal bleeding,Suicide. But he was always watching and every time he would beat me and whip me into submission and until i apologised.
Every time the beating were more intense than the last.
He always made me run until i was on maximum speed for a hero with boost abilities.
Then it was training for strength. 1000 push ups, 1000 sit ups, 1000 squats.
Everyday with no break in between and if i showed any sign of weakness i was beaten.
His aim was to make me a killing machine.
A monster.
There was no love.
After a while he ruined me.
Torture wasn't enough. Whipping, stabbing, ripping my nails out, drowning, hanging by my arms, drawn and quarters.
Over and over again. He always healed me over and over.
He had 2 quirks. Rapid healing and OBEY.
When he said that one word. My body instantly did what ever he said. I had no control, no will.
When torture was enough he wanted to see how i would respond to different methods.
Rape.
Eventually he got what he wanted.
The real quirk me.
You see my hair split when i got my quirk. It use to be blonde.
The day my quirk appeared it split into white and black. Much like my bear form.
There was a reason for that. I developed a 2nd personality. I called him devil and he called me angel.
I was light and he was darkness.
There are two sides to every coin.
What was weird is that my other personality was the opposite gender and he was stronger. He wanted to kill. That's all he wanted. I wanted to protect people. That's what separated us.
Of course if i got severely angry, life threatened or anything that causes me serious injuries or possible death, devil wouldn't hesitate to take over.
What made devil stronger?
Everything.
The quirk he could control. I called it Ultimate Manipulation.
Literally he could manipulate everything. Shadows, human minds, blood, oxygen and gases in the nearby area, the ground, weather.
I couldn't even hold a candle near him.
I was physically strong though because of the daily intense training.
Me and devil. We had a mutual agreement the day i was saved. I called the place headspace. It was inside my mind and it was a living room.
"Devil, can you hear me?"
"What the hell do you want at this hour?!"
"I win the bet, some heroes seem to be here to save me. But i came here to make an agreement."
"Since you won the bet, you make the terms."
"Help me be a hero."
"You are idiot. Why would you! We hated them. We have been trapped for who knows how long and they didn't save us. I thought we hated them."
"I do! But, we could be a real hero. We can be better."
"If you choose this path, do not rely on me."
"Fine! You could at least be supportive. After all you are only a side part of me."
"I am half of you!"
"EXACTLY! SO WE DO EVERYTHING TOGETHER!"
"... How about. If you can do exceptionally well without my power then i will lend it to you. But there's a catch miss hero. I will always be talking to you. After all, i am smarter. Hence why i always win at chess. But you must have what ever hero name i one day choose. "
" Hmph. Fine. By the way i never asked but my left eye. Its red and i cant see through it. Is that because you see through it? "
" Yes. I am half of you. You can control the rest of you. Ill hand over control for now. "
" Thank you devil. "
" Can we change the name... Its kinds annoying. Im so much better hmph~"
" Lets see... You tend to monologue everything. You are monotonous, not to be rude but you lack interests and you are kinda dull at times. I got it! Mono! "
" Sure. Well i will see you later then. "
Aizawa and hizashi saved me and i learnt how long i was locked up. 8 years.
I told them how i was trained to kill and how i did kill and how i lost myself. I cant erase this disgrace but i cant regret this crime.
I told them everything my father did and everyone was disgusted.
I am a...
Monster....
That's all i was ever described as.
Hizashi and shouta didn't hesitate to take me and that was a kind gesture but they soon learned i was not going to be easy to help.
In the first few months i tried to die.
Monster.
I am a monster.
Monsters should have life.
That was all i ever thought.
Eventually it had been a year and i was 15. I found life better and i was close with all the UA teachers.
I went to work with my dad's and they introduced ms to everyone.
My dad's gave them my file so they could be prepared if i had a breakdown or i went rogue.
It also briefly explained words that can trigger me.
I watched toshinori train a boy for a while.
He wasn't teaching at UA so i met him by teachers inviting him to a party at dad's home to welcome him to UA.
I met Izuku through him.
The one thing i still cant bring myself to remember.
My mother, my baby brothers, and my little sister.
It was all my fault.
That is the true reason.
I am a Monster.
A MONSTER.
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