Izuku Midoriya and his mother Inko Midoriya live in a small town named Kurasuwan that sits on the edge of a large forest. Vendors are selling their products left and right, thanks to the rush that goes on for one short month every year, this month is the only time people would be able to buy specific types of fruit that only grow in that very forest behind the town.
The forest had never seemed like a scary place to Izuku, for, even in the dead of night when the moon couldn't be seen through the thick canopy of the towering trees and even the dimest of fireflies were nowhere to be found, the forest was still bright enough to see his hands swaying at his sides and the winding path infront of him. So walking through the forest now in broad daylight, with light from the sun filtering through the leaves was nothing to be scared of, and even when he came across a large glade with a strange man sleeping in the center of it, he could only be curious.
Even in the dark that forest wasn't frightening; however, sometimes it's not the dark that's scary.
The town, his home, his entire life, was now burning brighter than the sun, lighting up the smoke and ash-filled sky. Suddenly, the darkness seemed more welcoming than the light, because where there's smoke, there's fire, and fire lights up the night like nothing else.
《DISCLAIMER》
For one this story ain't great so go easy on me would ya, it's not my first time writing fanfics but it is my first time publicizing one of my stories. I've pre-written the first 5 chapters so keep that in mind if you have any ideas on things that could happen in the story(which are 100% welcome). This story will follow Izuku's timeline of events, meaning if he doesn't know something you won't either. I mean you can make theories which would be fun to read, but I personally won't be giving you any direct answers until Izuku figures them out. I also will not be writing smut, but it may be implied. I plan on updating weekly, and I hope ya'll en
"... Ka.. cchan..?"
"Yes.. That's right, De- Izuku.."
It was unfamiliar to him.
Or was it?
He does not recall such name.
But he can say it in such ease.. like it was a word that naturally belonged in his mouth.
But, that doesn't make sense at all!
He was troubled, no matter how much he recall, he couldn't think of any moments that he uttered such name before..
Nor does he remember any moments that his master mentioned such
No! He does not remember that. He doesn't know that name.
He doesn't know him!
He knitted his eyebrows in frustration and his expression became a mixture of confusion and agitation.
"... who..?"
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"A child that fate seems to hate."
Pain was inflicted to the frail body of the poor boy in order to be the "perfect weapon".
Life became achromatic in his eyes as it lacks meaning to him. It is only filled with nothing but pain and suffering. Will his view change after he get's out of this hellhole? How will the world react when they finally found the once bright little boy all grown-up but.. numb..?
Will the child finally taste the life that was stolen from him?
(Release will be random:D)
(Everything written here are UNPLANNED, most are just passing thoughts put together to fit the story. This means that even I have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA how the story is gonna go.)
(Ps- cover and title is temporary, I'm still working on the cover and looking for better title lol)389