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Contrary to popular belief, the luminescent baby from the city of Qing Qing in China was not the first quirk. Actually, it was a full decade before that when the first quirk manifested. Izuku Midoriya was a suicidal fifteen-year-old boy attending Tokyo High School on a scholarship. Bullied day in and day out, Izuku was driven to suicide. No one was there to stop him in his empty apartment, void of a parent’s love and care.
The next day, Izuku was marked absent. Then the next. And the next. And the day after that as well.
On the fifteenth of July, his own birthday, Izuku Midoriya took his own life. On the sixteenth, just the next day, Izuku Midoriya took a breath for the first time as an immortal being and the first quirked human in the world.
In the following months, Izuku fell off the grid without notice. Throughout that same time, he tried and failed to completely end his life eight times. For decades on after, Izuku watched on as life changed drastically.
There were new powers. Powers that threw the world into disarray, resulting in war and chaos. Izuku managed to save a multitude of documents that would have otherwise been lost in the quirk wars, just like the library of Alexandria.
The wars lasted fifty-one years, during which Izuku met multiple people and gained more experience and knowledge, and... nightmares. Japan was thrown into darker times by a powerful tyrant by the name of All For One. Izuku himself fought as part of the Resistance to rid Japan of the oppressor.
Nine-hundred-and-fifty-three.
That was how many times he was unsuccessfully killed over the course of a century, including his own attempts of ending his existence. In the next decade, during the first era of peace after the wars, Izuku published a history book on the pre-quirk era and released the books that he’d saved.
It’s in that same decade that Izuku met the best friend an immortal being could ever meet. On the seventeenth day of January, Japan reached the coldest temperature it’d ever seen. On the seventeenth day of January, Izuku found a small cat in the snow.
Some could call it destiny; others may call it coincidence. Izuku didn’t care, because cradled in his arms was cat as black as ink with white socks that couldn’t be discerned from snow and mismatched green and blue eyes. Rogue was like him. Rogue was an immortal cat.
After the new addition to his small family, Izuku’s attempts at suicide became less frequent, nearing to null, apart from the occasional once a year try. The years passed by, Izuku and Rogue meeting new people and seeing new places, as the world continued to recover from the wars.
Heroes became an official thing after vigilantes roamed the streets, taking out the villains, for over two decades. Quirk specialists and scientists, among other quirk-related professions, soon followed. I-island became a hotspot for scientists, hero support companies and the likes. Oh yeah, hero support items became a thing, too.
The year after heroes came about, hero schools were founded by the top-ranking heroes. Japan came up with the Hero Billboard Chart, every year listing the top hundred heroes, then the top fifty, the top ten, the top three, and finally the number one pro hero.
Every year, Izuku and Rogue got front row seats via Izuku’s accumulated wealth. At the sixty-first JHBC, Izuku met Nezu. Nezu was the first quirked animal documented in Japanese records, with an intelligence quirk exceeding most human beings. He was also the founder and principal of the top hero school, UA high school.
Intrigued by Nezu’s intelligence, Izuku decided to bet with the principal on the new number one hero. To put it short, Izuku won the bet. But to be fair, Izuku had insider knowledge from a contact who worked for the rankings office. Either way, Nezu owed Izuku fifteen dollars and three favours.
A few years after that, All Might became the number one hero and the symbol of peace, the crime rate plummeting at his arrival. The villains that still committed crimes were quickly put behind bars, thus creating the golden age of Japan.
However, the villain numbers slowly rose, unnoticed by the public. Izuku, having been long around for about two centuries, noticed the change. He also noticed All For One’s activity picking up from the tabs Izuku had put on him.
He was there for the fight between All Might and All For One; was there when All Might dealt the ‘finishing blow’, but then everything went black like every other time he’d died. What used to be the city, was then in ruins, blood bathing the streets. All For One was nowhere to be seen, but Izuku wasn’t fooled. He had been at every fight of the twin powers. He had seen All For One’s power.
All For One wasn’t dead, and Izuku Midoriya was the only non-villain person who knew it.
After that, the change was more noticeable, though still not picked up by the public. All Might’s hours went down, and villain fights were more common. But still, society was safe for the meantime, and the years blurred together.
Izuku was bored.
He needed to do something.
What better thing to do than be a hero?