MHA: Born before the plot.

Hello my name is Neo and I was reborn into a strange world. Fortunately I do know where I am, the My Hero Academia world, unfortunately I seem to have been born before All Might was a thing.

I was just your average joe before I died, so no need explaining that. Well on the bright side I was a lonely orphan and now I'm... also an orphan, but at least I can be happy in this world... if I'm not quirkless.

I can't remember how I died, but I was reborn with memories of this 4 years old kid and my personality hasn't changed much, but at least I wasn't scared shitless seeing a non-human walking around.

Anyways, now that you know all that pointless stuff, let's get going.

When I woke up I was gasping for air laying on a bed, seemingly after having woken up from a bad dream... it wasn't so bad.

The room I was in was the little orphanage imprinted in my memories. My name is Neo Dream, in this world, the same as the last. I seem to be living in Japan, the most action heavy place. It seemed to be my long forgotten birthday today and I was turning 4. My life so far in my memory has been uneventful. The caretaker here doesn't seem to take care of anyone besides food, water and shelter.

I need a shower... let's see my appearance.

I look in the mirror and I appear to be a foreigner of this country, with straight dark grey hair and royal grey eyes, average height for a 4 year old(about 40"), light grey skin and a handsome face. I am wearing ragged cloths with holes and tears, same with my pants and shoes.

After my shower I put the same cloths on and went downstairs for my stale breakfast. Hard bread and strawberry jelly, my favorite. The same thing I ate in my memories every day. As per my routine, I then would go walk 3 blocks away and beg for money, but as I was also an orphan in my last life, I was the master of pick pocketing. I'm going the opposite direction today to the rich section. Well, not rich per say, but definitely better than me.

As I walked down the sidewalk, I finally noticed something, I don't see any colors. Well that explains why all my memories looked like a black and white movie. All I see are shades of black grey and white. I guess this body is color blind... Well shit, I'm color blind. I hope my quirk fixes that.

When I got to my destination, I started looking for prey. It wasn't hard to find my first target as I was in a street food market.

My first target was a tall, fit, and white haired dude, ordering taiyaki. He had loose cloths, a hoodie and wide pockets, perfect for pick pocketing. He was turned away from me and about to pay for his food, except when his hand went into his pocket, he wasn't expecting there to be nothing there.

Meanwhile, I had already walked off and went to my next target. This continued for 3 hours until I got hungry and bought food, but then continued after I ate. When dinner hour came I had made 10,000 yen. Quite the sum, I know. Back in the day, I use to do this often, as I was dirt poor back then. I also had to learn parkour as I wasn't very good, not that I could do it now as I don't have the muscle memory any more.

Anyway, when I returned home it was late and as the orphanage 'caretaker' has no curfew, I just came in, went to my room, took a shower and went to bed dreaming about how this was my best birth day ever and how nice it was for all those people to just 'give' me all that money.