quirkless midoriya

The love between Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo.

Nationalistic Chinese MC - XXX Typical Good Guy MC - XX Cring MC - XXXX Ruthless MC - ✓✓✓ Dense MC - X Smart MC - ✓✓ Typical Harem Building MC - X Playboy MC - ✓✓✓✓ [Warning; Lots of R-18]

Something I have to say: Sooo... yeah.... My first "novel" I say "novel" because I just did some brainstorming 3 days after reading some fanfics and this came out the same day hehehe. (Although this isn't a novel but a fanfic, either way, you know what I meant) Oh! right, WARNING: English isn't my first language, I wanted to write this in Spanish but I suck at putting the accent thingy (Ex: The 'é' on Pérez).  Also I just read a lot of fanfic... I mean... that's all, it's not like I take classes on writing or something.  So yeah, you can expect 5 star writing from a 1 year highschool graduate who cheated on english class and published the rough draft as the essay and also forgets to put the commas in between lmao and love putting AND and BUT after every "." hehehe. _________________________________________ Actual Synopsis: Alan lived his life for his own dream, despite being laughed at, despite being told that it was impossible to begin with, and despite realizing that he was in an unfair position, he gave his 200% effort to accomplish his dream. Although he was somewhat self centered because of his goal, he was never arrogant nor acted ill towards others. All he needed was his Uncle, Big Sis, and Best friend to support him. He only had one dream and that is to become TRULY STRONG, but what is it to achieve strength? That is only something he discovered at the end of his life. Reflecting on his mistakes and achievements in his last moments, he refuses to just die with all his will. Then he wakes up in the void, with nothing to do he begins to think back at what he has done, that is until he meets a certain being that gives him another chance. How will he use this chance?

um dia a vida midoriya mudou para sempre por causa de uma decisão minha primeira fanfic que fiz

This is my first story on web novels so please don't judge. I don't know how to write the "About story", so I am putting it in this review. Izuku Midoria is a quirkles boy in a world were 80% of the population has a quirk. But that does not stop him from trying his hardest, and he believes that even without a quirk he can still become a hero if he works his hardest. . . . I will update the story every week if people like it so please tell me if you do in the review section

Mc is reborn as izuku midoriya. But he will not be the wimpy and weak midoriya, he will be badass. Follow his journey to reach the top!!

"Dying." What a curious concept. I'd like to say I fear such a thing, but... I didn't even feel it. I just remember going to sleep like every day and opening my eyes again... I'm a shonen anime protagonist. Not only that, I had to be the one who breaks his bones every now and then. Ahhh yeah, Isekai is a bitch when it wants to be. Or, taken more seriously: A soul from the modern world transmigrates to "My Hero Academia" after a dubious death, like the powerful but physically challenged Izuku Midoriya. Can the story survive his intervention? Or will it change the gaming paradigm in the process? Note: This is a translation. The story I'm posting here is not my own. All credit goes to the creator, whose name or Wattpad link I'll leave here.

When the balance of the Chaos Verse begins to fracture, an exiled boy named Hale Wren finds himself caught between gods, monsters, and his own unraveling mind. Across a realm built from light and shadow, Hale must uncover the truth of what it means to exist — and what must be sacrificed to keep that existence from collapsing. But in a world where every choice reshapes reality, even the smallest spark of Chaos can ignite the end of everything.

romeo and juliet

Pasar 6 años tratando de buscarle un sentido a su vida después de sobrevivir a una guerra biológica no ha sido fácil, mucho menos para Frank que perdió todo lo que amaba frente a él. Sus padres, sus padrinos y los hijos de ellos con los que creció ya no estaban más. Aún no lo superaba y no creía que lo pudiera hacer algún día. Por ello sabía qué, aunque afuera las cosas estuvieran en calma, dentro de él todo estaba en caos. Su cuerpo y mente crearon su propio temporizador o eso es lo que pensaba él. Pero algo más allá le haría ver que él no tiene y nunca tuvo control sobre sí mismo.