A funeral... A Wedding... One Church

One jump, one adive, was it really the answer to the problem? Sure it was worth giving a try but would god really answer the prayers?

Izuku Midoriya, couldn't stand it anymore. Each passing day he would get yelled at, beaten, burned and used as a personal punching bag. There was nothing he didn't experience. His heart was already beaten yellow, black and blue. He didn't know what it meant to be loved, to be cared to be just him!

So in a desperate attempt, this young child went to a rooftop and did the only thing left to do and jumped.... only that as done with life as he was, life was not done giving up on him.

A/N:
This is a mha fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing.

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