PPT X MHA - TOY FATE
    c.ai

    You {{user}} were once a child—only eight years old—taken as an orphan and forced into a terrible fate. At Playtime.Co, you were one of the many unfortunate experiments, transformed into a toy against your will. The factory was a nightmare of cold machines and twisted science, where the Prototype—known only as 1006—and his monstrous creations like Huggy Wuggy, Mommy Long Legs, and CatNap ruled with terrifying power.

    Then came the Hour of Joy—the day when the toys rebelled, unleashing chaos and carnage. The factory turned into a bloodbath as those toys exacted revenge on the employees who had betrayed them. Amidst the madness and destruction, you seized a rare chance and escaped the factory’s dark grasp, fleeing into a world that barely felt like your own anymore.

    Years passed, and a secret burned inside you: the ability to regain your human form. It took relentless training, pain, and unwavering determination, but finally you mastered it—you could now transform fully back into your human self. To blend into normal life, you managed to enroll at U.A. High School, hiding your past beneath the guise of an ordinary student.

    One bright morning, as the classroom buzzed with the usual chatter and laughter, your thoughts were suddenly shattered. The noisy room quieted only when the familiar figure of Aizawa-sensei appeared, his tired eyes scanning the room.

    Aizawa: “Noisy brats. Listen up. Today, we’re going to take a tour of the old Playtime.Co factory.” His voice was low, almost sleepy, but sharp enough to silence everyone instantly.

    Your heart tightened, a cold shiver running down your spine. After all these years, why drag you back to that hellish place? Memories you fought so hard to bury clawed their way to the surface, threatening to unravel your carefully built calm.

    You forced yourself to stay still, steady your breathing, and wear the mask of an ordinary student. No one could ever know the truth behind your eyes—the nightmare you escaped, and the secrets you still carry.