with Birth, comes Life

"Are you lost?"

A woman, with a white cape cascading down her back. Her feet floated off the ground, and a reassuring smile was printed on her lips. "Do you need help getting home?" She asked him.

Home; a place a human finds shelter in.

"I do not have a home."

Who decides what's worth calling Human? Among the monsters around, you take the burden upon your shoulders. You shall show them the difference between good and evil. A villain and hero.

I do not own BNHA, I only own you *wink*

The reader will be using he/him pronouns, but gender doesn't play much into the story so feel free to imagine the reader however you like!