Bitter and Sick

Bitter and Sick

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Izuku had always had minor problems while working with his quirk, from his bones breaking to the seemingly ever-expanding secrets he was always discovering, but he's never had any issues with it actually working before. So when his quirk begins to falter, he can't help but freak out, and the dreams he begins having don't exactly help quell that fear. Just what was happening? Or; One For All begins to act finicky and Izuku's dreams fill with disturbing images of someone who he just can't remember. Things begin to make a little more sense, however, after Izuku wakes up in the Paranormal Liberation Front's hideout. Let's just hope he can survive long enough to understand the whole story. *PLEASE NOTE* This story is a collaboration between my friend Misty (@mistytheweeb) and I and is being crossposted to both our accounts
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Since he was little, he has always seen weird things. He always thought he had gone completely crazy. No wonder. He thought it was a hallucination something he came up with. Because no one else could see the things. He also doesn't have friends so he suspected that they were probably only imaginary friends. But unlike his human friends that left him when became four, the imaginary friends remained. There were no nice people he played with or anything. They were terrifying figures from roosing look. Either dripping blood from their body's or something else. He has never heard a word from them, he only got glances. I did one way or another they were taking care of him like a family. I did everything to protect him. There always was at least one ghost with him. It was really something to get used to it. But he just threw up, ignoring it he was already up. He didn't want to be also someone that went mad

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