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** Formerly titled "Lebensmüde" ** His world faded to black. All sensation disappeared. The question resonated in his vision. WILL YOU CONTINUE? He reached out with his mind and answered with a yes. EXCELLENT... TRULY... EXCELLENT... ... Izuku didn't ask for this. He was just being a good student and going to get more chalk for the teacher. He didn't ask for the door to close behind him. He didn't ask for Bakugou to send him flying into a shelf. He didn't ask for boxes and boxes of printer paper to fall on top of him. He didn't ask to suffocate on the floor of the supply closet, and he certainly didn't ask to be resuscitated and have to live through the whole thing over and over again, like a recurring nightmare that you can't wake up from. After he finally escaped from that continuous loop of torture, the poor teen found that his life would never be the same. It seemed that he had a quirk, or at the very least some sort of special ability, that had lain dormant up until his death. Well, his first death. There were many, many more to come.
Chapter 1: A Good Feeling
