Chapter 1 - crushed dreams

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In this world, there is no such thing as villains only humans with different opinions and morals. today's society is plagued by two groups the strong with quirks that give them power, fame and money. the second group is the weak ones who are quirkless but it is not their fault for being born the way they were, they did not choose to be quirkless. but amongst them is one who stands above all with the powers of a god the man with the eyes of samsara none may oppose or challenge him, his name is Izuku Midoriya.

it was 6:30 and the day me and my sister Izumi Midoriya were going to get out quirks It was the happiest day of my life or so I thought. we both rushed into our parent's rooms and started yelling at them to wake up. "mom, dad wake up today me and Izumi are getting our quirk test, come on hurry up!" as my parents woke up I rushed down the stairs and quickly had breakfast a delicious bowl of cinnamon toast cereal along with a banana. my mom Inko aka the number 2 hero in the whole world came down the stairs to greet me followed by my sister on the top of my dad's shoulders. we all had breakfast together and left the house heading straight to the doctor.

The news I heard in the doctor's room changed my life forever. upon check-up of my sister and me, we got both great news and terrible news, the great news was my sister had a quirk called black whip which allowed her to create black energy tendrils from her hands that could be used for many things like swinging, tieing up villains or being used as long-range or close combat weapons. I, on the other hand, was quirkless and the news was devastating to my entire family, especially my sister who wanted to be a hero duo with me. the car ride home was very quiet until my mom had decide to ask my sister a question about what she was gonna do now that she got her quirk. my sister replied "I'm gonna become the greatest hero for me and Izuku" hearing this made everyone in the car smile, especially my dad.

it had been a week since our quirk test and my sister and I were off to school but she decided on the way there to have a private conversation with me and told me she didn't want me to become a hero as she was scared that I could get hurt or worse that I could die in a fight against a villain. I did understand where she was coming from and it kinda made sense to me since it happened to my parents sometimes but I was a very determined kid and told her that I would still become a hero no matter what she said and that nothing could stop me. my sister knew I was gonna say this, but she already had a plan she made with our best friends Shoto and Bakugo where she told them to meet with her on the playground where they were gonna use their quirks on me to scare me into not becoming a hero.

When it was lunch time I arrived at the playground where the rest of my friends and my sister were, there waiting as they started to punch and kick me. after that they all started to use their quirks on me the first being my sister who used her black tendrils to grab me and then proceeds to drop me on the ground. the other looked hesitant as they seemed to not wanna continue but decided it was better for my safety Bakogo hit me with a mini-explosion while Shoto spread small bits of ice around my hands and feet freezing them before burning them. at this moment I started crying and asking them to stop but they continued to torture me and told me to never become a hero or else the villains would do the same thing. something happened in my mind that day that changed who I was for the rest of my life.

10-year time skip

ever since the day, I was beaten as a kid and announced quirkless my life had gone to shit. at school, I was bullied by either my sister and my old best friends or those with a quirk who saw me as nothing but a weakling that was there's to mess with I would be bullied and beat, and my teachers wouldn't give a damn and my parents acted like nothing was happening even tho they saw me come home every day from school covered in wounds and bruises. even though all the suffering, I have not given up on my dream "I will become a hero" and proving everyone wrong.

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