My name is Izuku Midoriya, but in my universe… I go by "Dark". That's right, I said "universe".
There multiple alternate universes with their own history.
You know the one where I become hero, but do you know about the one where I'm a villain?

Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

I once admired the #1 Hero known as All Might, The Symbol of Peace. The hero who caused the decrease of crime, blah-blah-blah, blah blah.
Time after time, I was revealed to be Quirklesss, asked my mother if I could still be a hero, you get the rest.

Throughout the years after being found Quirkless, I bullied. Day after day by the one person who I considered a friend.
You know the story: I get laughed at for wanting to get into UA, Bakugo threatened me and told me to jump off a building, I get attacked by living sludge, saved by All Might, foolishly grabbing onto his leg while he flies, and that's when I decided to asked the question.

Of course, you know the answer.

There was depression and anger, but mostly depression. I wanted to take Bakugo's advice and take the leap.
Turns out the sludge guy was still around and speak-of-the-devil, he had little old Kacchan in his grasp. I wanted to save him despite the facts tossed at me. But then I realised that there's no hope for me to become a hero. I thought Bakugo had more of a chance than I did.

What occurred is the following:

There I was, walking to the sludge villain, holding Kacchan, slowly draining the life out of him. I was approaching him, ignoring the shouts and screaming, telling me to get away. I finally was face to face with both the villain and my friend, "Please… let him go… and take me."
An eyebrow was raised as he got his slimy tendrils out of him.
"You're willingly going to throw your life away for him? Why would I let him go if he has such an amazing Quirk?"
I felt tears streaming down my face, no longer hearing the voices in the background. I had just enough courage to voice it out, "Because he has more to live for and I don't!"
He stared at me in surprise, "For years I've been tormented for being Quirkless. Despite that, I had hope that I can still be a hero, until the words of someone I looked up to, shattered it all."

The living slime continued to stare at me, a pathetic Quirkless boy, begging to be put out of his misery. Finally, the sludge began to take hold of me as he slowly released Kacchan, but before my life could be taken, the hero who recently broke me smashed the villain away, changing the weather in the process.

After all that, I was sitting down with my head lower, I heard shouts of the Pro Heroes saying something I couldn't make out. Judging by the attitude and the faces, it was pretty obvious they were scolding me. Who could blame them? I tried to throw my life away. At the same time, Kacchan was praised for his bravery. What bravery? He was suffocating in there. How is that brave?

Time passed and I was on my way home. Kacchan caught up to me, calling me an idiot, shout whatever into my face before leaving.
I was finally on my way, thinking nothing could disturb my peace. I jinxed it.
Suddenly the "Symbol of Peace" was in my way, going on about his nonsense before reverting to his scrawny form, spitting blood.
What he said next, I listened, "Young man, I heard what you said when the villain had your friend. I'm sorry for shooting you down, but that doesn't mean you should give up on life like that. Maybe you should focus on a new goal. Eventually, you'll forget about that dream and be something more, not a hero but still- "
"Are you done?" He stared at me, speechless, "My whole life has been a nightmare because I was Quirkless. Everyday, I've been told that someone like me could never be a hero. Thanks to you, all my hope to become one is gone, shattered. Just leave me alone."
After a second, he finally left.

I finally was at home, my mother greeted me and hugged me tight after hearing about everything. I gently pulled her off and smiled again, "It okay now, I got some advice, telling me I have more to live for."
We hugged again and that's when I said, "I just want you to know that you're the best mother I had in my life and I cherish that. Anyway, it's been a long day, so I think we should call it a day, Goodnight."

After a few hours, I made sure she was asleep before getting dressed and leaving the house, taking all my notes I made of the heroes with me.

I got to the building where I first met All Might and learnt his secret.
Before I went in, I dumped all the notes in the garbage next to a blue haired man in a hoodie, who took one and examined it.

"You can do what you want with them." I told him before going in, heading to the rooftop.
I was near the edge, ready to take the leap, thinking about my humiliation and torture.

I jumped, feeling the wind as I fall, closing my eyes, preparing for the impact.
The impact that never came. Was I falling up? No.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a bar with a misty bartender and a blue haired man with a bunch of hands all over him.
Now the first thing I did was panic as anyone would in this kind of situation. When I calmed down, the hands man revealed he had my notes, "You have quite the analysis, boy."
"T-T-Thank you." I said, scratching my head while I stayed sitting.
"I had Kurogiri here to stop you from falling into the pavement, any reason why a talented boy like you jumped in the first place?"
I looked at him when he called me "talented", "I don't think the word "talented" is the right word. I'm Quirkless. Why shouldn't I jump?"
Suddenly there was a third voice coming from the monitor behind me, "Just because you're Quirkless, doesn't mean you're useless."
I turned to see a silhouette, "A Quirk is an amazing tool, but the user of that tool is more amazing. You have potential, even without one. In a way, you can be a hero. A better hero than anyone who says otherwise."

All my life, I've been waiting for someone, anyone to say those words to me. I would be happy to hear them if I didn't give up my dream.
"Hero." I scoffed, lowering my head, "What really is a hero? All I saw were disgusting pigs wallowing in filth called "Fame" and "Money". They don't care about the lives of others around them. They should all perish."

"Glad to know someone has same ideal as mine." I looked up to see it was none other than the Hero Killer, Stain. Normally, I would panic and run, but I just sat there.
The blue haired man turned to him, "Excuse me, can you get out of the room for a sec, there's something I want to talk to him about."

Stain left the room, I turn back to the others, "Why is he here?"
"We were planning to recruit him into the League of Villains, but he turned it down. We'll ask him again some other time."
"League of Villains?" So, they're all villains. What do they want with me?
"We were thinking of having you in it. With your help, we will destroy the Symbol of Peace."
A new hope ignited in my soul. An opportunity to take him down. Back then, I wondered what it would be like if the #1 hero ceased to exist, guess it's time to find out.

I rose up and smiled, "All my life, I've been told that I could never be a hero… but no one said anything was wrong about being a villain."

The blue one grinned through his hand, "Glad to hear it. First order of business…"