A Mercenary from the Past (MHA X TF2 Oc)

A Mercenary from the Past (MHA X TF2 Oc)

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"...Ms..... Ashido....???" In the year 1990, A Mercenary named Blake Hart an emotionless trained-Dog, soon as the Rank 10 and Member of the Outcaste alongside 9 others as they were signed by the Purple Suits, that worked by Ms. Pauling, as those Purple Suit made Blake and the Outcaste go to their Cryopods if 3 years they'll looked the same, but 3 years made 110 years for them since the Purple Suits were killed after the Project begone, as the year past, Blake Hart awoke from his Cryopod now alone. He stepped out into a world far beyond his time, a future filled with heroes, villains, and powers he had never known. Confused, haunted, and broken, Blake stood at the crossroads of destiny. Would he learn to survive in this strange new era.? Would he find allies who could mend his shattered heart..? Or would the boy from the past would found someone that will make him a Human once again...? Note: I do not own Team Fortress 2 or My Hero Academia. This is my original story and my original characters.
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