The first thing she did was open her eyes.
The second things she did was gasp.
The third thing she did was fall off of the bed.
Wait- Bed?
(Y/n) sat up quickly and noticed she was in a dimly lit room. The bed she had been on was slightly messy, but it didn't seem like anything else was wrong with it.
"Ah," A voice said. "You're awake."
The girl snapped her head up and saw a tall man in a black suit, with a black mask.
Is this Star Wars?
The man started walking towards her, which caused her to back away from him quickly.
"There's no need to be afraid, child. I won't harm you."
The musician narrowed her eyes at the masked man in suspicion.
"We found you outside of our base, unconscious. Do you have any recollection of how you got here?"
(Y/n) hesitated before answering him. "N-No. Not really." She silently cursed herself for stuttering.
I was in the killing game. I got executed... and ended up here. I was dead. How am I still alive?
"Do you remember your name?" The masked man asked. She stayed quiet. He chuckled at her caution. "How about I tell you my name, in exchange for yours? My name is All For One."
"...(Y/n) (L/n), Ultimate Musician."
"Ultimate Musician, you say? Care to explain what that title means?"
"I... I'm one of the best musicians in the world. That's why I have that title." The girl told him. As she was saying it, she realized something felt off about it. It was like she was doubting her own talent.
But is it really mine?
All For One hummed. "Really? I think I would've recognized, or at least heard of you. What is your quirk?"
"Quirk?" (Y/n) asked him.
"Yes, quirk. You know, your power. Or... Are you quirkless?"
"I don't exactly remember any mention of powers before." As she said that, she sifted through her mind, trying to find a memory or mention of Quirks.
"Well, Quirks are special powers that most of the people in our world have. Here, we have heroes who only help and save people for the fame and money. The villains are the oppressed and misunderstood, who were never helped, or saved. I'm surprised you don't know any thing about this. I wonder why that is..." All For One trailed off.
(Y/n) glared at the ground in front of her, getting slightly irritated by the Darth Vader wanna be and the slight pounding in her head.
"Seriously? Super powers? Heroes? Villains? This is some of the dumbest shit I've ever heard of..."
This Darth Vader bitch is totally lying... But... If he's telling the truth... Do I just not remember? No, I would. Then again... I can't remember very much right now... But, heroes and villains? C'mon, are we in a comic book or some shit?
"Hey, how long have these quirks and heroes been around?" The girl asked him.
"Hmm, well the first time a quirk was discovered generations ago. A few years after quirks were a well known thing, heroes became an official profession. As the years went on, heroes became more and more selfish."
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Pahimakas (DRV3 f!reader x Bnha various)
Fanfiction|--"Being a good person is tiring. Especially when I'm not one."--| Basically, (Y/n) (L/n), the Ultimate Musician helps Kokichi Ouma with his plan to try and stop the killing game and ends up getting executed. Then, she shows up at the League of Vil...