Change...

First off, this is a re-write of my book Change, due to the fact My old account was hacked and my inability to log into it and continue the original book. And yeah, lets get to it.
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In a society where being a hero already has a standard and a particular stereotype, where hero quirks are distinguished from villain quirks. If you had a "hero" quirk, you were destined to become a hero, destined to save lives, to gain attention , to have love, to be a celebrity...you would be on top.
But, lets change the directive of the story and just say, you were not so lucky

"I'm sorry to inform you, but her quirk is a complex mutation-"
Alicia froze as she heard the words of the doctor, with tears pricking the corners of her eyes. That despicable power, was really her quirk.
It had to be a bad dream.
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She didn't like telling people about her quirk, or her dreams...whichever one it was, they just made her feel inconsequential.
she hated it, but was far to afraid to fight back or do anything about it.

But, she wasn't afraid to keep her dreams of becoming a hero alive...even if what remained of it was nothing but a pathetic small kindle of flame.
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The girl took in a deep breath as she stared at the massive building that stood in front of her.
She bit her lower lip as a deep smile spread across her face, becoming even wider as she saw the people who waved at her.
Proving people wrong...now that was nice.
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For a good portion of her life, Alicia was to afraid to speak, acknowledge or even accept her quirk, or the pains and taunts that came with having it, but still she didn't give up on the one thing she wanted most.
The passion that flared in her heart ....
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I do not own bnha.
I am not stealing my own book.
I hope y'all enjoy Alicia's story

-#Tx