Don't Worry, I'm Here

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Darkness, total darkness covered everything, everything but a single light.

A computer screen, the screen changed and so did the light to either brighten the room or make it darker.

Clicks could be heard as fingers dashed over a keyboard and pressing each letter as the screen continued to change.

The figure at the computer had hair framing their face before turning their head to a smaller sleeping figure. He turned back to the computer as he searched and searched, looking for something.

"This." The masculine voice stated deeply. "Is all for your sake."

He didn't stay too long on one page before moving onto the next.

"Too old, too big, too beat up, dead, lost limbs."

Screen after screen, page after page. He searched and searched.

There were too many and the fact it lacked a more defined search feature made it all the more painstaking long.

He didn't even spend more than a second on the pages, pages of people of various ages, genders and more importantly quirks.

A child's words rang through his head as he searched. "Can...I have a little brother?" an innocent voice resounded in his mind.

Hearing it the first time, he was quite surprised. This was the first time he showed any signs of want. More specifically, want for another.

He decided to comply with the wishes of the child. After all, this was all for his sake.

He wanted a younger brother; the first thing he wanted was another person. He'll grant that wish.

His searching however was now limited.

But still, he took all the others into consideration. They might prove to be useful.

...Especially with what his current work.

So he decided to add the two together.

Two birds with one stone.

The screen stopped. This time, he stayed on the page.

It was newly updated to boot.

"Younger than him...quirk status...acceptable." He rose from his chair as the monitor cut to black.

Near silent footsteps walked past the sleeping figure and left through the door. He continued walking by tubes filled to the brim of green liquid.

And then, once he stepped foot outside.

He vanished.

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Rain fell heavily as a young child, no older than four curled up in his bed with sheets covering his body.

A tuff of black hair with green highlights, enough to label his has having green hair, stuck out before diving deeper within the sheets.

Sheets that were soon stained with tears as small noises might have been heard if one was close enough.

The crying child could hear clearly through the door that was cracked open just enough for him to hear.

"Quirkless?" his father asked.

He could only picture his mother nodding with tears.

He heard nothing else.

He could only imagine.

It had been about a week since his diagnostic about his quirk status.

Quirkless, a rare phenomenon in today's society which pretty much meant...you were worthless.

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