Sword of Vengeance: Yoshitsune

Sword of Vengeance: Yoshitsune

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My Hero Academia
Author: Yooo wassup! So, a couple readers from my Izuku of Mars story liked the Bonus AU of when Izuku didn't get saved by Superman and gave into his dormant anger. So in this story Izuku had given up on becoming a hero at a very young age but continued to be active. He tried to condition his body at a young age to try and become an athlete star. Perhaps play basketball, become a track star or even try to make it to the olympics, an event where quirks weren't allowed. But no matter what he tried, told the others, they still believed he was trying to be a hero and thus beat on him. One day, on Izuku's twelfth birthday, he was beaten to the point of possible death or not too far from it. However, as he awoke alone in the dark, something had awoken inside him. He felt something ripping at his stomach, like this anxious wild emotion that needed to be let out. So, as he stumbled home, his mind began thinking, forming ideas... the ideas turning into reality. A powerful force was welcomed into Izuku's life after he gave into his anger, his pain and acknowledgement of how he can only count on himself to save himself. Join me as we watch Izuku take the path of The Sword and become a force no one should take lightly as he is now known as The Sword of Vengeance: Yoshitsune.
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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