We see fire. Fire everywhere. Flames engulfed the city. A horde of villains face one man. His face seemed to be gaping through the holes of the flames. Spattered with blood but none his own. White hair, black and red eyes. It was Izuku. Eight tendrils sprouting from his back. He had an aura of what seemed like dust but was small specks of bio-matter and chaotic red and black lightning was arcing off his body. A blonde man, the ninth One for All holder lies unconscious behind him...then, the horde charged at him. The only thing visible on Izuku's face was a cold smile fuelled by rage.
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A virus, a quirk and two young boys (Prototype x MHA crossover)[UNDER REWRITE]
Fanfiction"It is the obligation of those born strong to protect the weak. Never forget that. And whatever you do, never... become the monster I had to be." But it was the destiny of the Prototypes. We all...became monsters in the end. What was the saying agai...