Call me by my name

Call me by my name

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Fanfic
My Hero Academia
Every good thing rots and turns vile. He was certainly convinced of this now, more so than he had ever been. Gone was the boy who believed everyone was inevitably good in their core. That evil was a byproduct of the wrongdoings of those that came long before any of them were even thought of. That boy died long ago, along with all of the things he had ever dreamed of becoming. No, the Izuku Midoryia that stood here now above the city casting shadows on the pavement was a hollow shell of that once happy child. The child who lost everything. The boy who loved too much. The person that fell too hard. In his place, was Ash.
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Izuku Modoriya always felt alone. Hidden behind his glasses, he stayed away from the world. The world was too dangerous. Too unpredictable. He hated it. He wanted to understand the world he couldn't ever interact with, so he dived into studying. He learnt how to read people. How he knew exactly what they were going to do. He hid his Quirk. Few remembered he even had one, but those few could never forget. A demon Quirk. One look into his eye, and everything would disappear. And your worst fear played out. An awful Quirk. An evil Quirk. A villain Quirk. No one could know. No one could see. No one would have to live through that. No one but Izuku, who had no choice any more. The broken little boy the world forgot. The scarred small child the class hated. The powerful programed weapon the villains used. He would show them all. He would become the one the villains learnt to fear. He would become the broken hero, Jashi. I do not own MHA or any of the characters. I do own the art.

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