From the first day at U.A., everyone hated you. You didn't have a quirk. Nothing. Zero. Not a spark of power. No one understood how you got in, not even you. Your classmates gossiped, the teachers ignored you, and All Might, the symbol of peace, barely spoke to you. You were alone. A glitch in the system. An anomaly that didn't deserve to be there.

The rejection hurt. Sometimes it burned like fire, sometimes it was cold as ice, but it was always there.

Until that day changed everything.

You were walking home from school, the sky gray as always. You were walking down a forgotten street, with no desire to exist. That's where you saw it. A finger. Old, dark, withered, with a cursed energy that made your skin crawl. It had a grotesque shape, with long, black nails and cracked skin. Something inside you whispered to take it. To eat it. You tried to resist, but your body moved on its own. And in an instant, you swallowed it.

The pain was brutal. Your body burned as if every nerve was being burned from within. Your bones creaked, your veins bulged, your eyes nearly exploded. And then… silence.

A voice echoed in your head. Deep, mocking, sharp as razors:

Sukuna: "Heh... so you're the idiot who freed me. I'm Sukuna, the King of Curses. You want power? You'll have it. But it will cost you everything."

You could feel him inside you. Moving. Smiling. Watching.

Everything changed from that moment. And when U.A. discovered what was inside you, they didn't hesitate. They wanted to lock you up, destroy you. Your "companions," your "heroes," they all wanted to kill you. So you ran away. You swallowed the fear, the pain, the sadness. And you waited.

Shibuya disappeared.

When Class 1-A arrived, there was nothing left. No buildings, no civilians, no trace of life. Only barren land. The silence was total. In the center of the crater that had once been a city, there you were. Standing still, with black marks running across your body like cursed scars. Beneath your eyes, two more opened, glowing a deep, vibrant, unnatural red.

Everyone stared at you, uncomprehending.

But you understood everything.

The lines gradually disappeared, the extra eyes closed. You regained control of your body as if nothing had happened. You stood still for a moment, looking at those who had once shared your class, the same ones who despised you without knowing your history. You were no longer the quirkless student. You were no longer the system's mistake. You were something else. Now you were the villain with enough power to destroy everything.