This is a story of how I was saved.
The truth is, it's not even my story.
This is the story of a boy named Izuku, and it starts with the sun.
Once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens and from this small drop of sun, grew a magic, golden flower. It had the ability to heal the sick and injured. One man sought the power of the flower, so he was dead set on consuming it to gain the power. That man's younger brother knew that if his brother ate the flower, the power would be in the wrong hands. So he ate it himself.
The older brother was furious, disowning the other entirely. They split ways, the older brother not caring about how he lost the power of the flower. But what the younger brother didn't know, is that the before the flower was consumed the older brother ripped off a petal of the flower which still held a limited but significant amount of power.
The power would run out eventually, but that gave time to the older brother for creating a plan to get the power back in his possession.
The power that the younger brother received could be passed on through generations and generations of people, there being no specific reason why or how, just like how the user had to sing to activate the power. So that's exactly what the power did, it was passed on from person to person, the healing capabilities growing and growing.
Centuries passed, and a boat ride away there grew a kingdom. The kingdom was ruled by a beloved King and Queen. The Queen was about to have a baby.
Then she got sick. Really, sick.
She was running out of time, and that's when people usually start to look for a miracle. Or in this case, a uncommon trait that people possessed called a 'quirk'. The most recent and old quirkholder arrived at the palace, meeting with the king and claiming she didn't have long to live.
So, the power was then transferred over to the king. The king used it to cure the illness the queen possessed, and she was healthy once again.
Months later, a healthy baby boy, a prince was born, with traits exactly like his mother's. Green eyes and dark green hair. That's Izuku.
To celebrate his birth, the King and Queen launched a flying lantern into the sky. For that one moment, everything was perfect.
And then that moment ended.
The King had decided to entrust the powerful healing quirk inside of his newborn child, hiding it and protecting it from anyone who had gotten suspicious of the sudden recovery of the queen.
The older brother who had originally sought out the power had gotten work of the quirk spreading to the King, and of the ceremony to transfer the quirk.
The older brother snuck into the castle
Then he realized it wouldn't be as easy as he thought. For the quirk to take effect, the holder had to sing the song and have physical contact with the one they wanted to use their quirk for.
The older brother stole the child and just like that–gone.
The kingdom searched and searched but they could not find the prince. For deep within the forest, in a hidden tower, the older brother raised the child as his own.
The older brother had found his new magic flower, but this time he was determined to keep it hidden.
"Why can't I go outside?"
"The outside world is a dangerous place, filled with horrible, selfish people. You must stay here, where you're safe. Do you understand?"
"Yes Daddy,"
But the walls of that tower could not hide everything.
Each year, on his birthday, the King and Queen released thousands of lanterns into the sky, in hope that one day, their lost prince would return.
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The small frog hopped its was outside to the windowsill, then up into a potted plant and disguised in well with the green leaves.
The freckled boy suddenly swung open the wooden doors, shouting a loud "Gotcha!" before looking around. He spot s the frog immediately of course, but decides not to take action. "Well…" He started to speak "I guess Tsu's not hiding out here…"
Tsu snickers, closing her eyes as she does so. Izuku takes the opportunity to reach out and quickly grab her. "Gotcha!" He laughs while Tsu makes a small squeak of surprise. He smiles as he puts her on the edge again, looking down at her. "That's twenty-two for me! Hmm...how about twenty-three out of forty-five?"
Tsu frowned at the idea, shaking her head side to side as to say no to the green haired boy.
Izuku sighed, leaning against the windowsill and "Well, what do you wanna do instead?"
Tsu thought for a second, then jumped up before pointing outside and away from the tall tower with her arm and her tongue stretched out. Izuku sighed, "Yeah, um...I don't think so. I like it in here! I know you do too."
Tsu gave him an unpleasant look and stuck out her long tongue at him in disapproval of his statement. Izuku sighed again in defeat, "Come on Tsu, it's not so bad in there…" He then leaves the window and walks inside.
Izuku then began to sing, something he had gotten into a habit to and didn't notice whenever he started to sing, and Tsu didn't bother to tell him about it.
Izuku sighed softly as he picked up his paintbrush, creating yet another shining lantern in his painting full of them.
The green haired boy looks up at his new painting, putting the final touches on the person sitting atop a green tree with green hair. "Now that I'm older, Father might just let me go…"