Izuku Midoriya was having the worst day ever.

After being made fun of by the class (which, admittedly, has been a pretty common occurrence ever since he discovered he was quirkless at the age of four), his childhood "friend" destroyed his notebook before essentially telling him to commit suicide. Afterwards, Izuku was attacked by a terrifying slime villain, almost dying in the process, before being rescued by his childhood idol and hero All Might who, as a final nail in the coffin, proceeded to crush his hopes and dreams by telling him that he cannot be a hero without a quirk.

Yeah, if Izuku had to rate this day on a scale from one to ten, it'd be a big fat zero. That's how bad his day was going.

"It's probably for the best'' he muttered to himself, looking down at his feet. "At least now I can focus on a more realistic dream...''
As soon as the words left his mouth he heard a thundering explosion coming from a nearby street; he soon realized that he instinctively walked to a crime scene as he saw the figures of Kamui Woods, Mt Lady, Backdraft, and Death Arms present, however, weirdly enough, none of them seemed to be doing anything except damage control, while explosions were raging further away.

'This is wrong' Izuku thought. 'Why aren't the heroes doing anything?'

Then, he saw him.

The sludge villain who attacked him earlier, and, in his grasp, was Kacchan.

Without thinking, Izuku hound himself running full speed at the villain, oblivious to all the shouts around him. The villain seemed to have noticed, as his eyeballs have turned to face Izuku who was now barreling towards him.

"You again!" he hissed. "This time I'll make sure you cannot be saved!"

Izuku was panicking. He has almost made it to the villain but he had rushed immediately to the action, without a concrete plan in mind. 'Think Izuku think...what can I do? Maybe if I hit his eye...that seems to be his weak point: but what can I hit it with?'

However, before Izuku can formulate a single plan, he felt a huge explosion right in his face that sent him rocketing towards a nearby building, hitting his head hard in the process.

"Hey kid! What did I say?" He heard a Hero, who he assumed to be Kamui Woods, talking. "I told you to stay away from that villain, he's too powerful to you to handle. Shit, can you even stand up now?"

Izuku felt a wooden branch grab him and slowly lift him off the ground, but he could barely make sense of what's happening. He tried to recall what happened before, how he got into this predicament, but his brain seemingly forgot what happened just moments before. Izuku was groggy. Tired. His head hurt. He put his hand on the backside of his head to gouge the damage done by hitting his head.

Blood. So much blood. It was practically pouring out of his definitely cracked skull as he found his heavy eyelids closing, his body slowly but surely stating to succumb to his injury.

'Is this...how I die?' The green haired boy couldn't hear all the incomprehensible shouts coming from around him, as he closed his eyes for what he thought to be the last time.

'I'm so sorry, mom….Kacchan…..All Might….'

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"You know, Deku, there's a way you can be a hero. Just take a dive off the roof of the school, and hope that you're reincarnated with a quirk the next time around!"

'...huh?'