The Maybe Man || MHA/BNHA x reader insert

||The Maybe Man||

  ||Maybe that's who the hell I am...|| 

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You kept your eyes closed, even when the shrill ring of the gunshot filled your senses.

You had on a small smile as you opened your eyes once more, staring at the darkness.

You weren't afraid of death, in fact, you welcomed her with open arms. After all, there was simply no purpose left in your life. All your family members were dead and there were sure as hell a shit ton of other underground heroes that surpassed you, so when your captor told you to get up and go to the staircase, you agreed.

Besides, you felt bad for the man. You could tell -thanks to your quirk- that he wasn't in control. There was another, a mastermind behind this, using their quirk to control the poor man.

How could you tell? Well it was thanks to your empathy quirk, duh. You could read the emotions of others even from the ones who've mastered their poker faces for years.

As the sounds of your foot hitting the stone staircase, you faltered a bit once you reached the fifth-to last step.

In front of you was a black-haired, bloodshot eyes teenager staring at you with a mix of relief and worry.

You gave a weak, closed eye smile and whispered your last words to him.

"Take care kid. Love you."

A loud bang of a gun made the teen's eyes widen as the heroes around him exclaimed with worry.

You could feel the wind rush around you as you fell backwards, your body hitting the steps behind you. And yet, you didn't feel the pain of the impact. You couldn't feel it either way since the bullet had pierced your brain.

Everything faded black as a small flickering light in the distance became bigger and bigger.

You slowly stepped towards it, reaching out. 

Just as you were bout to move on, just as you were about to welcome death with open arms....

Your second quirk revealed itself.

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Y/n L/n, called Fumestu [不滅] by others, was born with one quirk.

Or so everyone thought.

The doctor had said Fumestu was born with two quirks but the second one remained dormant.

Hiding...

Biding it's time.

Eventually when years passed and Fumestu became a well-known underground hero called Sumi, everyone forgotten about their dormant second quirk, even Fumestu themself forgot about it.

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Until today.

You awoke with a muffled gasp as a searing pain came from your head. 

You stared at your surroundings, shocked.

Weren't you supposed to be dead?

You felt the bullet wound and flinched slightly at the fleshy substance harden around your wound and it repaired itself.

You blinked as your brain mended itself and your eyes adjusted to the environment.

You could see your captor in the distance with a gun to his own head and pulling the trigger.

That's when you realized, you were somehow alive.

You shook your head, this would raise a lot of questions from the heroes and you frankly did not want to deal with the bullshit right now.