"I see the dead. My friends, my allies, my family. If I knew them in the past, I see them. At first I thought it was a miracle. I could see someone who was meant to be dead. I could speak to them and get them to use their quirk for me. And maybe, in the beginning, it was a miracle. But over time, as the souls continued to pile up, it became a curse." ***I promise that this story isn't abandoned!!! I'm just a slow writer
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