Hero's society

"Everyone wanted to be a hero at some point…but not everyone can-"

"It might just be the way they're born,not all quirks are created equal.."

"Or.."

"It could be because of their background…"

Sirens started to go off in the background.

Police officers burst into the building along with the medic team.

"MEDIAS MOTOYO! IF YOU CAN HEAR US THIS IS THE POLICE!"

I remember it like it was yesterday.. My father turning to me with a match in his hands and gasoline on the wooden floor..

His smile bright as it always was-

He dropped the match onto the floor and the whole house burst into flames..

At the same time the police burst in and tried to pull me away from the flames but I fought them.

I reached out to my father with a face full of tears.

"Dad! Don't do this! This is stupid!" I tried to convince him but there was nothing to talk about.

The flame consumed him and no matter how hard the police tried to pull me back …their grip on me slipped making me fall into the fire with my father...

Eventually the flames were too much.. And the fire department..

Couldn't come in time-

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"Motoyo Saito, a Quirkless 16 year old high school student attending UA high has been reported missing! Police forces looked at the site of the crime and no body or clues were there to be discovered! He has been listed as dead by the police force.."

I went all over the news.

Apparently…they decided to file my case as a random act of violence rather than a suicide attempt.

…..

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The hero society, something so corrupted …yet covered by a blanket of purity