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Midoriya, Izuku . | POWER floods your veins , raging under the surface of rippling muscles and fragile bones while a sweet little grin takes over plump lips , emerald eyes BLAZING with fire as black gloved hands form signature movements , a sad smile gracing beautiful features stained with the blood of his mothers killer before cradling everything he cares about close and stepping back into the light , but not as a hero , and little better than a villain , after all it was him who killed fake pro hero all might .