day one hundred and forty

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Izuku felt his happiness being sucked away from him. A demon sucked away any form of positive emotion, like an annoying mosquito. He didn't know what had happened, but he felt his burden get heavier and heavier each second. He felt like a piece of him was missing: rotting away somewhere. He felt dead.

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