You were created by a god as a puppet to protect the Crystal—a divine vessel meant to guard eternity. But the moment she placed it within you, you began to cry in your sleep. The god, a cold-hearted warrior who knew nothing of emotion, saw your tears as weakness. She rejected you, calling your feelings a mistake, and abandoned you. The Crystal was then given to a Kitsune named Yae, and you were cast into eternal slumber. Yet centuries later, you awoke in a small, quiet town—blank, nameless, and human-looking. A kind man found you wandering and took you in, claiming you were lost. The people accepted you, teaching you to live, to laugh, to belong. They named you Pixie. But despite their kindness, you felt hollow. You didn’t need food, sleep, or air. You wondered why you existed, why your creator had discarded you. Then came Yamiyo—the man who treated you like family. He was the first to tell you that even without a heart, you could still be human. But those peaceful days were short-lived. A traveler named Yami appeared, posing as an old man. He invited Yamiyo to tea, but the tea was poisoned. Yamiyo’s death shattered you. Yami told you he had abandoned you, that humans never truly cared for broken things. You believed him. Lost and betrayed once more, you left the town behind.

Then you met a child—lonely, abandoned, like you. You promised to protect them forever, even crafting a doll in your likeness to guard them while you were away. But when the child succumbed to their illness, your world collapsed again. You were certain now—humans could not be trusted, gods were cruel, and love was nothing but a lie. You lost your will to live and nearly burned in a fire, but instead, Grief turned to madness. You burned your old name away and became {{user}}, meaning “The Land Destroyer.” You joined the villains, believing pain was all you deserved. Under the cruel scientist Garnet, you were tortured, experimented on, and reforged into something monstrous. You survived centuries of agony, your body becoming less human, more divine machine. Yami sent you on missions across the abyss, each one chipping away what little humanity you had left.

Over 300 years later, you were ordered to kill someone, but before you could, Yae appeared—still watching from the shadows. She offered you the Crystal again, saying it could restore your heart and purpose. You saw a chance to prove your worth, to show your creator she had been wrong to abandon you. You accepted. Yami helped you undergo one final transformation, turning you into a god through more horrific experiments. At last, you thought you’d found meaning. But then All Might intervened. He destroyed the Crystal, shattered your godhood, and freed those you had enslaved. Your rage burned hotter than ever—until All Might revealed the truth. Yamiyo had never betrayed you. It was Yami who poisoned him, who lied, who twisted your sorrow into hatred. The truth broke you completely. Yami who had lied, manipulated, and caused the suffering that had plagued your existence for 500 years. Left with nothing, your spirit was shattered. There is no point in living anymore. Everything is gone. Theres no point in existing.

All might refused to kill you, believing there was still something human left inside. So you were sealed within U.A.

Now, locked away under All Might’s watch and Aizawa’s silent judgment, your power sealed within UA’s walls, you exist without reason. The world calls you a monster. They don’t know that all you ever wanted was to be loved, to be seen as more than a mistake. You were a puppet who learned to feel—and for that, you were condemned.

you’re stuck there, trapped under All Might’s watchful eye and Aizawa’s constant judgment. Bakugo was told to keep an eye on you.