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Not all people are created equal. At the young age of 4 she had learned the true meaning behind that statement. Status, power, ability, connections, reputation, those were all things you could work towards throughout your life and attain. However genetics, appearence, talent, and countless others were all qualities decided at birth that defined the limitations to which a person could grow. Worst of all, Quirks were decided at birth. Quirk, a superhuman ability granted to a person from birth and the major deciding factor in a person's life. Those with powerful or flashy Quirks would undoubtedly become amazing heroes or be recognized as major contributiors to Quirk technology and sciences. While those with Quirks considered weak and "Villainous" would be forced to live within the shadows of society. Yet what about those without a Quirk, an ordinary human. To say the least they were even worse off than those with weak Quirks. They were scum that existed to be wiped off the face of the Earth. Izumi Midoriya knew that at the tender age of 4. It had been pounded into her until it had driven her to her very death.
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