The Rules of the Game
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  • Reads 11
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 2
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Mar 24, 2021
After a particular harsh beating from a bully, Midoriya Inko decides enough is enough and sends Izuku to live with his father in I-Island.

While stuck on a rather small island with a bunch of nerds that couldn't care less about quirks, Izuku plans how he's going to be the first quirkless hero in the world and the price he's willing to pay for his dream to come true.

Fast forward twelve years after leaving Japan, he's a self-made billionaire with enough influence to do whatever his heart desires. It just so happens that he wants to tear down an already broken system.

If he wasn't allowed to play, all he had to do was change the rules of the game.
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.