8 parts Ongoing MatureQuirkless, Motherless, abused, and forgotten. By his peers, his neighborhood, even the police and pro heroes declared him dead. And they moved on in the next few minutes... off to bigger and better things.
Little did they know that Izuku Midoriya was very much alive. Not the same boy with wide curious eyes, and a habit of mumbling that he never seemed to get rid of. But he's surviving, and that is what matters. By day, he works to make his meager ends meet, and by night, he finds himself strolling through the city as Chaos.
Note: I hope no one took the vigilante name "Chaos" for Izuku in this type of fanfic already, and if so, no, I did not steal it from anybody.