BnHA+2
by Spamwo
He was on the roof. It hurt to go down the stairs, but it hurt even more to climb up them. Nothing would hurt anymore soon enough. One last step, onto the ledge. His small body was wracked with sobs and bruises. It just didn’t matter, if he stepped backward what would await him? More bullying, more bruises and fractured ribs, more daily grind with no reward, quirkless people didn’t make it very far anywhere important. No. No more. He took a step forward. It was dark, like every star in the universe was swept from the sky, shoved in a bag, and thrown into the ocean. Midoriya felt warm, wait, how could he feel warm? He was dead right? He remembered jumping…. Looking down he could see himself, uniform still dirty from middle school tennis shoes. There was no light, so he could see his skin was glowing. Just faintly, but glowing all the same. The blackness he stood in rippled, stardust cresting the crest of each wave. “So” A voice, no, several spoke in rhythm, their words causing the black itself to vibrate. “You took your own life?” Izuku killed himself but a youthful god blesses him with life, however its "blessing" includes the grotesque transformation of yourself.
Teen 31k words 16 / ? ch In progress 911 kudos
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