Description
I promise that this will not be a recurring theme, I just read some of these stories of Izuku as Rui and I personally love the idea. This story will keep going as long as I have no inspiration for 'The Thunder Hashira', so I will get on with the description. -Otakuguynumber21 Pain. This is all that I can remember throughout my life. pain from my Family ignoring my existence, even before I was diagnosed quirkless, although, it got worse on that day. My spoiled sister, Izumi, was ashamed to have a quirkless brother, so she made it abundantly clear that I wasn't part of the family. This cycle of torture continued day in and day out, until she finally got tired of my face, and used her quirk on it. After that, I simply ran away. I couldn't deal with something like that anymore, so I ran away from the city, and came across a small house on a creepy, old house on top of Natagumo Mountain, and fell asleep, only waking up to find what would be my new family.
Marked as a Deku
