5 Ch.5

As I can continued to walk throughout the forest that was lit up by the moon in the sky I couldn't help but wonder, what kind of person am I truly? Well.. I am a pervert for one, I keep it well hidden because I am ashamed of it, and I am a attention seeker with social anxiety, two things that don't really match. And apparently I'm a Masochist? No, I don't like pain.. I like the power.

Ya' Know what? I think imma just not think about my shity self. I stopped and sat under a tree, I was tired per say but I getting generally bored of just walking. I closed my eyes and relaxed listening to the sound of the leaves moving and the wind blowing. That was until I felt my hand getting bitten.

I looked down to see a fox, it was the orange kind but what made it different from normal Foxes was that it had teeth that dripped a blackish purple liquid, a liquid that was currently being pumped into my hand via bite. My vision started to blacken at the edges and my eyes started to get heavy and all my hearts started to rapidly pump.

Poison.. The little shit poisoned me, "HAhaha.." I burst into laughter but fell to the side dying as the deadly poison killed me by overdosing on the stuff..

The Fox made to take a bite out of my body but I crumbled into black dust.. it saw this a rapidly ran back into the forest seeing that it's prey was uneatable. 50 seconds after it left my body reformed and I immediately looked into myself to see what I would get from that, what would my ability see as a counter to that? Poison immunity?

No, it was much better in my opinion.

The Quirk I got from the death was like that sugar guy from Class 1A but with poison and venomous liquids and stuff. The more poison I consumed the more stronger and faster I would get.

I will call this Poisonous Rush. Because the sugar guy called his sugar rush, unoriginal and a bit shity but I can't think of anything else.

"HA-HA!" I reared my head back and started laughing like a madman, "HAHAHA~" I had basically accepted this as my thing like how every superhero or villain has a unique trait or tick that defines them to who they are.

Mine is my Laughing Tick. It hurts to hold it back and its like holding in your breath for 2 minutes straight (Though I could hold mine for two weeks now..), unpleasant in my opinion.

Okay I am done with tonight, time to get back to the cabin, thank fuck I only went in one direction.

I immediately started walking in the direction of the cabin. It took me 30 minutes to arrive, I went through the gate and went to open the front door to only be greeted by it being locked.

"Fucking old man.." I muttered and turned around and sat down next to the metal fence.

I closed my eyes and crossed my arms…

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I was greeted by the sound of a couple birds chirping quite loudly, it was annoying and I was tempted to climb up that fucking tree and make some birds for breakfast.

I stretched my arms and got a few cracks and then knocked on the door. The old man took 10 fucking minutes to let me back in, "Ah, So you're still alive huh brat? Get your ass in and make breakfast before I kick you out for good." He said with a oddly relieved expression but he hid it well, I guess the old man still has some emotion in him huh?

"Yeah, yeah." I said and walked past him and went into the kitchen. For breakfast I made some pancakes with maple syrup and a but on butter on the top.

I stacked 5 on each plate, What? I like my food and so does thw couch potato in tge living room that is my father. I handed the golden coated pancakes to the old man, I guess I should stop calling him old man.. His name is Jari, So yeah. "Now this is what I'm fucking talking about kid!" Said Jari eying the pancakes like Jiraiya eyes Tsunades tits, "This is the kind of grub I want to see!" He said and proceeded to munch on the food like his life was on the line.

I shrugged and sat on the couch. I want to get something out of the way, I don't hate my father, I don't like him either he never physically abused me and he only showed his slight disdain towards me by calling me useless and shit.

I can appreciate the fact I don't need to go to school because of him. Oh, yeah if you are wondering how Jari has enough money to get food my mother sends him money every week to keep his mouth shut about her having a child, since she pretended to have a miscarriage and all, since the public saw her pregnant she had to make up an excuse. It just made people sympathise with her, honestly a bit fucking horrible. But whatever.

After I finished my food I turned to the old- Jari, "Hey." I said relaxed. He turned to me a bit of maple syrup on his beard, "What?" He said with a glare.

"I have a quirk.." I said and I got to feel the amusement of watching his face change from confusion to utter shock.

"That's impossible you are Quirkless!" He shouted and I lifted up my right hand and prom the right side of my hand were my pinky was a sharp blade formed.

His eyes widened like dinner plates. Why did I show him this? Because, as much as a dislike him I hated the cards he was dealt. Plus he didn't always have a disdain towards me, at first he tried, but his divorce made him take to alcohol, it changed him from the Joly man to a bitter old man who wished he had it better.

I should my blade quirk because Jari himself has a blade related quirk, his quirk is called psychic knives, he can form these pure black knives that he can control psychically/with telekinesis.

He placed his plate on the coffee table and put his head in his hands, "The doctors got it wrong.." he said with sorrow lacing his tone. "She left me and the reason why she did was wrong.." he added with pain.

I stood up and went to leave to my room. But I stopped, "I.. I'm going to be amazing." That's all I had to tell him. It wasn't a shallow it's going to be okay or I forgive you, because all those words would just be lies coming from me. I am going to have fun beating the shit out of villains in this world.

I'm going to get a few more quirks from the animals in the Forest then I am going to go into the slums of Mufusafu where the Forest is next to and practice my quirks on some real villains. Or thugs..

"HAHAHA~" my laughter could be heard from the inside of my room….

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(AN)

My MC isn't smart so you can critique his choices all you want.

[Enhancements/quirks]

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Quirk: Poisonous rush.

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Bye!