Im so happy that someone actually read it . (̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥) Hope You enjoy the story.
My first time writing in so if the format is weird is because I'm still not use to it.
The sky wasn't what he remembers it to be. I was filled with dark clouds and it was endlessly in a dark shade or blue that could be mistake as black. Instead it was a shade of baby blue with white clouds minding there own business.
The sun just above his eye cause him to blink a few times. He shifted his eyes to the sides wanting a clearer view of his position.
Sand(?)
To his left and right there was sand over the place. It wasn't as suna in which there were dunes of it, rather it was all flat. And from the corner of his eye he spotted a pile of what seems to be trash.
Where am I?
A single thought process in his mind. He sat up as in-front of him was a sea of water. The ocean. it was strange, there wasn't any water source near the war. His hand on the ground he felt movements of someone running close to him. He looked up and saw someone in the distance running slow pace.
Ignoring them he focus on his condition. and then he felt it. Something that wasn't supposed to in the affect on the jutsu. A heartbeat.
The reanimation jutsu brought people back to life by the cost of another. But it never brought on back fully rather one who couldn't die and no heartbeat.
What is this? a jutsu, no it's impossible even for that damn Senju.
It seemed even death again couldn't keep Madara dead.
Over the course of a month he couldn't find any information that was valid. A world where each individual had a power called quirk. 20% of the population did possess such thing calling them quirkless. While the remaining population did possess the abilities. The discovery of this change the world as new jobs appear.
Heroes.
Jobs to be a heroes was very popular among the young teens age groups. Everyone boasting they were going to be become the most powerful and number one. But of course in a society where quirks exist comes hate and evil. Laws were made having to limit ones use of their quirks.
Only people with hero license were allowed to used them to defeat the villains. Does who disobey the law are punish and deem a villain in the eye.
A quirk was what defined people. if one saw a dangerous quirk on another it seems as if ones destiny was made by there words.
"your quirk was made for a villain"
and a riot begins.
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The strongest survive and the weak die. it's natural. A never ending cycle of hate.
Thank you for reading I will try to update more.Sorry if a few get confuse of the story plot right now but It start making sense a bit more in the next chapter. -SK