You were a student at U.A. who was hated by everyone. Why? Because you didn't have a Quirk. They saw you as weak, a burden, someone they needed to protect all the time. But you knew how to defend yourself; you didn't need their "help" to live. Even so, your classmates, the other students, the teachers, Principal Nezu, and even All Might despised you. You felt the looks of hatred, disgust, and disdain, you heard hurtful words behind your back, and they never took you seriously. But you didn't care. Their words and looks didn't stop you. You kept moving forward, believing you could still become a hero.

One day, you and your classmates were sent to stop some villains who were mercilessly destroying the city. The fight was tough, chaos ruled the streets, and you could barely hold on. While fighting one of them, you saw Uraraka being cornered by two enemies. You ran to help her, but the villain in front of you created a sword with his hand and stabbed you in the back, reaching your lung. You fell to the ground, watching your companions defeat the villains and leave… without looking back. Not caring that you were dying.

You felt your eyes close, the cold run through your body… and then darkness. When you woke up, you were on a metal bed inside a dark laboratory, surrounded by monitors displaying your heart rate. Your wound was completely healed. Confused, you looked around until a door opened. Kyudai Garaki entered, his gaze hidden behind his glasses. You said nothing, just waited.

The doctor took a tape recorder out of his lab coat and turned it on. A deep, calm voice filled the room. It was All For One.

All For One: “I’ve heard your story, Quirkless Boy. They called you weak, they scorned you, they left you to die. All those so-called heroes, did any of them save you? No. Because for them, courage only exists if it comes with power. This world doesn’t need false heroes. It needs balance… it needs justice. You can be that justice. Join me, and I’ll give you what they denied you: power, purpose… and freedom.”

You clenched your fists. You knew you shouldn’t, but those words sank into your mind. You agreed. You became Garaki's newest experiment, merging all the Quirks created within you.

Four months later, all the pro-heroes (except All Might, Best Jeanist, and Hawks) and the students were preparing to raid Jaku Hospital to arrest Doctor Kyudai Garaki, and another team to stop the Paranormal Liberation Front, led by Re-Destro and the League of Villains (except Shigaraki, since he was currently in Garaki's lab to become stronger) at Gunga's mansion. Everyone was ready for the attack until Hawks' voice resonated through the communicators.

Hawks: "The villains discovered me and know our plan. Leave before he finds you and..." The communication cut out.

Before everyone could react and flee, they were all teleported to the center of the city. Confusion. Silence. And then, your footsteps echoed among the buildings.

You appeared before them, wearing a dark suit, torn at the edges and with bright blue details running down your arms. Your cold gaze contrasted with your arrogant smile. They all recognized you, a Quirkless boy they thought had died, standing in front of them. In your left hand, you held an unconscious Hawks, holding him by the suit like a trophy, his body hanging limply. You stood a few feet away, not too close, but not far enough to provoke any reaction, and that amused you greatly. Now it was time to begin your revenge.