Re-write

Chapter-1

"Talking"

'thinking'

It wasn't hard to understand that men aren't created equal, our fates aren't ours to forge but ours to follow, they have already been planned ahead of us whether it was our parents, the government, god, or the devil's doing we had no control over our paths we took, voluntary or not

People seek out new thrills and wonders that gives a sense of worth to our pathetic lives, no matter how little or how big, everyone has the desire and chance's to go out and experience it and everybody will.

as they say

but it's only for those fortunate enough to experience it, only for those whose wealth was brought up by luck, or underhanded deeds the ones who think of themselves as a higher being, all because of some piece of paper that indicates one's wealth and importance, they can never seem to get enough or dare to even lose that, but for the unfortunate ones, the ones whose life has only been filled by struggle and pain are seen as worthless, they never see that day come where they will be relieved and saved, but no matter how much they struggle, scream, cry, or beg, their fates were sealed

They are the ones whose legs have been swept from under them, chains that wrap around them like snakes squeezing the life out of their prey. as they begin to coil around your body

we soon realized no one can break free, they desperately try to undo the shackles that drag them into despair, gradually nearing the edge of the cliff where an endless void that devours light and those dragged into it, has been set as their final resting place for the millions of soul's they only seem to near themselves closer and closer by each passing hand on the clock indicating the days, hours, minutes, and seconds you have been stowed upon to despair as you near the edge, to find where those dam shackles emerge, from the void, they pull harder and harder the more you struggle.

But those even more unfortunate, are those who struggle and refuse to let go, hoping that help will come if they are patient enough, but they only seem to wait for what seems an eternity, all till the point where they eventually lose hope and fall into despair as those demons stare in enjoyment as their threads of hope, snap's.

but maybe falling into the void isn't such a bad fate. after all, your desperate struggles don't seem to go unnoticed, who do you think watches over this hell pit, definitely not those lousy demons who sit there and antagonize the demised, but the ones who they fear, the ones whose name brings fear into their eyes, the one whose appearance is no more than describable as unholy, the sick bastard who seeks to find his enjoyment watching the most willed lose themselves, whether for enjoyment, pleasure, hatred, jealousy

who knows, but what I do know is his name "m-m-a-"

Stars.

They sparkle brightly in the night sky over musutafu, giving the people of the city a beautiful sight to look up to, as they head home from a hard day's work to their loving family's, as is seen in the midoriya's household as we see a young green-haired kid with green eyes that shined like emeralds in his room watching his favorite superhero debut over and over again as he holds the figurine of said hero, he soon is interrupted with the sound of a door being opened and closed as he soon pauses the video and runs downstairs to see his father

" dad, dad your back" the kid's voice was soft but full of excitement as he ran up to his father and jumped towards him

He caught his son and dropped his case, as he hugged his son while spinning a bit due to the kid's momentum when he jumped " Woah their champ, you know a simple hug is fine" he chuckled "I'm not gonna be able to catch you one of these days" he said spoke with happiness and worry in his voice

The kid dug his face into his father's chest and pulls it out with a smile on his face" I know but it's so fun to have you catch me and spin me every time you come back home" he giggled as he looked up at his dad with a huge smile

He saw his son's smile that would cheer up even the most depressing room and soon fell to his reply he then placed his hand on his hair and ruffled it " honestly, I just can't win against you izuku" he sighed as he placed him back on the ground

"izuku, Hisashi come and eat before your food gets cold, I made katsudon for dinner " a small green-haired woman that with one look could tell that this woman was izuku's mother, spoke as she was seen standing outside the door between the living room and kitchen

Izuku's head spun violently towards the kitchen when he heard what was for dinner, after they had finished dinner izuku was ushered to his room and head to bed to get ready for his appointment tomorrow, izuku was under his covers when it dawned on him, he left his hero figurine in the living room where he dropped it when he went to go hug his dad

"Wait where's my all might toy" izuku frantically looked around his bed until he remembers he most likely dropped it when he went to go hug his dad, he soon hopped off his bed and headed towards the living room before stopping around the corner when he heard his parents having a conversation about what izuku could have as a quirk

" I'm stuck on this inko, I have no clue what quirk could izuku have, I mean I breathe fire and you can move small objects, it's a total mess of a combination" he spoke as his tone grew more and more frustrating as he had no idea what it could be

Inko looked at her husband and chuckled, then spoke" well it doesn't matter since we'll be going to get it checked tomorrow, so there's no reason to get stressed" inko said as she was trying to reassure her husband "I guess you're right" he sighed in relief

They stood there for a couple of seconds before Hisashi broke the silence and spoke in a cold tone "so, what would we do if izuku doesn't have a quirk what if he's, q.u.i.r.k.l.e.s.s" he said while emphasizing his last word clearly showing his true nature toward the quirkless or as he would like to call them by

"useless"

*Squeak*

A faint noise was made as Hisashi noticed but inko didn't he looked at the corner that would lead towards his and izuku's bedroom he then stepped forward to the corner quickly to only find nothing, nothing but his sons all might toy which he picked up and held in his hand

He looked at the figurine intensely as he thought about his son being quirkless 'i guess having a quirkless son wouldn't be too bad after all quirks aren't everything, if only society did not rely on them like oxygen, I would give it a try, but I would rather not have to deal with deadweight only meant to drag us down" he thought but without releasing the all might toy had a crack between the chest of the figurine due to his grip, and looked back towards the hallway focusing on izuku's room.

Izuku's POV

I was about to turn the corner when I stopped in my tracks and just froze when I heard my parents talking about what my quirk could be, I heard papa being frustrated at what my quirk could be which in turn let my mind run wild on what it could be and was only snapped back when they had broken the silence and began to talk about the possibility of me being quirkless, and I began to wonder what would I do if I was quirkless, and I just thought I would work twice no ten times as hard as others to become a hero, but I wonder why papa had emphasized so much on the word quirkless like he hated them. I began to slowly head back to my room when I heard

*squeak*

A board I stepped on made a quiet sound which wouldn't attract any attention, but I felt as if I had just given my position away to the enemy, I went as fast as I could towards my room, as my heart just kept beating faster and faster as I felt I was being hunted down, without being heard I was at my door when I began to hear footsteps I felt my heart drop,' why am I scared its just my mom or dad and probably figured I was woken up'

But as I heard each one get closer and closer I felt chills roll down my spine and without hesitation I opened my door as fast as possible and shut it close enough to where it looked closed from afar and ran towards my bed as quiet as possible

I ran towards my bed and went under my covers and tried my hardest to just fall asleep after a couple of seconds I heard a faint crack as if something made of plastic cracked, as I began to calm down, I went to turn my head towards my door when I just stopped in my track's and the chills ran down my spine colder than ever before as I heard my door open slowly and as every second passed I felt like a figure stood at the side of my bed

I wouldn't, I couldn't look, I couldn't build up the courage to look, it felt like I was at the mercy of someone as long as I didn't turn around after a minute passed I felt a small hard object be tossed at the side of me above my covers as it slid down the covers till it stopped on the part of the bed that was flat, then the footstep began to head towards the door and just as they had come they left

After hearing the door shut I slowly turned my head to see nobody and looked down to see my all might toy but noticed a significant crack along the chest that ran along to one side of its face of all might but I paid it no attention as I realized that I did drop it quite harshly but the thing that was piquing my interest is why papa stood over me for so long, mama's footsteps wouldn't have sounded so heavy, but I dismissed it, as he just came to give me my all might toy back, I dismissed it and went to sleep, but with a single thing going through my head

'I hope I'm not quirkless, I'll make sure to make papa proud of me' izuku thought as he drifted to sleep with his dad's words repeating through his head

'Q.u.i.r.k.l.e.s.s'.

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Once again I would like to apologize for my inconsistent uploading, leaving for like 6 months but hopefully you guys enjoy this retype or remake of yakuz,