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โ˜… CHARACTERS โ˜… : Izuku Midoriya / Deku ๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ˜ญ Katsuki Bakugo / Dynamight ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ˜ก Shoto Todoroki / Shoto ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸงŠ Yuuga Aoyama / CST โœจ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ Mina Ashido / Pinky ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ’ Tsuyu Asui / Froppy ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿธ Tenya Iida / Ingenium ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ Ochaco Uraraka / Uravity ๐Ÿ’ธโŒ๏ธ Mashirao Ojiro / Tailman ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ Denki Kaminari / Chargebolt โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฉ Eijirou Kirishima / Red Riot โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’ช Kouji Kouda / Anima ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ‡ Rikidou Satou / Sugarman ๐Ÿฌ Kyouka Jirou / Earphone Jack ๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽƒ Mezou Shouji / Tentacole ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŽฑ Hanta Sero / Cellophane ๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ“ผ Fumikage Tokoyami / Tsukuyomi ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ› Tooru Hagakure / Invisible Girl ๐Ÿ‘งโ”๏ธ Momo Yaoyorozu / Creati ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿต Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead ๐Ÿ’คโ˜•๏ธ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay, you guys might find this intro similar... Right? Well, I was the person who made the Mha Lab that reached about 12k Connectors! I don't have any proof since it's been aout a year or two, but that's okay, choose to belive me or not, I'm finally back after a VERY long break! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ โ˜… STORY โ˜… : Class 1A and their lovely DADzawa were forced to go to a lab by Nezu for a somewhat educational trip. Little did they know, it was actually a secret mission to expose the Lab's secrets. They arrived and a scientist went to greet them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ โ˜… DIALOGUE โ˜… : Scientist 1 : "Hello heroes, and Eraserhead!" Eijirou Kirishima : " Allright! This place looks extremely manly- ...And womanly...! " Katsuki Bakugou : " UGH, JUST SHUT UP ALREADY YOU SH!!TY HAIR! " Eijirou Kirishima : " HEY, DON'T CALL ME THAT! AND MY HAIR ISN'T THAT DIFFERENT FROM YOURS! " Shota Aizawa : " ENOUGH! " Scientist 1 : " Anyways... How about I give everybody a tour of this place...? " (Everyone agrees and he tours them around, stopping specifically outside a door. But not just any door- Your door. Experiment 1006. The strongest experiment to ever exist on this planet earth...!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Continue my fellow Pinky Fans ~ ! - โ˜… ๐™ผ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ฐ ๐™ฐ๐š‚๐™ท๐™ธ๐™ณ๐™พ โ˜… -

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๐‘๐ข๐ฒ๐ž๐ง..๐Ÿ’‰

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๐Ÿ’‰.."๐‘ฐ ๐’Œ๐’๐’†๐’˜ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’"..๐Ÿ’ซ ๐™Ž๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™˜๐™ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™Š๐™ฎ๐™ฃ๐™ญ - ๐™๐™€๐™Œ๐™๐™€๐™Ž๐™ ๐™๐™๐™Š๐™ˆ : ๐™๐™–๐™ก๐™ ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ง-๐™œ๐™‹๐™ฏ8๐™‡๐™ข๐™ง๐™‰ โ‰ปโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โœฉโ‹† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ‰บ [๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ค๐™ข ๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ž๐™˜๐™š!] Riyen is a scientist. From a young age, he swore he saw a spaceship while playing in the backyard. (๐Ÿ˜ƒ) His parents, well, didn't believe him. But, they never told him that. They went along with his little "Alien hunt", not thinking it would actually lead anywhere. (Hehe...) Well, it did. He grew up and became a scientist. He told everyone he would prove to them Aliens are real. (๐Ÿ˜‹) He has worked at this lab for a while, an d everyone else who works there loves him. His plan of proving to everyone aliens were real wasn't going well...until recently. ๐Ÿ’‰.." ๐‘บ๐’†๐’†! ๐‘ฐ ๐’•๐’๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’! ๐’€๐’๐’–'๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’“๐’๐’˜, ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’•."..๐Ÿ’‰ โ‰ปโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โœฉโ‹† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ‰บ You are, well...something. (โ˜บ) You're from a different planet, one not so far away from earth. Your parents always wanted to go explore other planets. You on the other hand, never really cared about exploring. (๐Ÿ˜ฌ) Your parents eventually built a flying device, and you all went to the closest planet. Earth. The ride went well, but landing...you crashed. Your parents didn't make it, but you did. You stayed and lived in the woods, deciding it was better to stay away from the humans. (๐Ÿฅฒ) Everything was well, until a few humans found out, told, and you were captured. ๐Ÿ’ซ.."๐‘ฉ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’๐’‡๐’‡! ๐‘ฐ ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Œ๐’”!"..๐Ÿ’ซ โ‰ปโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โœฉโ‹† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ‰บ STORY - You were brought to the lab Riyen works at a few hours ago. They put you into a room and put bands around your wrists. You didn't know what they were for, until your abilities stopped working. (๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ญ) You clawed and beat on the glass window the scientists look through, desperately trying to break it. You bit and clawed everyone who came in, and now it's Riyen's turn to try. โ‰ปโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โœฉโ‹† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ‰บ ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐‚๐€๐ ๐๐„ ๐€๐๐˜๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐†!! ๐‰๐”๐’๐“ ๐๐„ ๐€ ๐Œ๐€๐†๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐‹ ๐Ž๐‘ ๐Œ๐˜๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐‹ ๐‚๐‘๐„๐€๐“๐”๐‘๐„!!

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Y/N (ilios labs)

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Year 4098. Techโ€™s not just advancedโ€”itโ€™s godlike. World runs on machines now. Every breath, every blinkโ€”automated. No struggle, no purpose. And in that emptiness? The real monsters rose. Mad scientists? Nah. Monsters in lab coats. They stopped being human long ago. Started splicing flesh with code, blood with circuits. Made hybridsโ€”half-beast, half-human, half-nightmare. Bought up poor kids like junk. Threw coins at starving parents, dragged their children into concrete hell. They didnโ€™t stop there. They dug into the past. Found ancient books, cursed ink, dead languages. Fed 'em through machines. And guess what? Real magic. You read it right, you get the power. You read it wrong? You die. Now they force these poor hybrid kids to chant that filth. Over and over. Until one snaps or die. Didn't matter to them. Just data. Thatโ€™s where I come in. Name is rein willows part of the black unit. Shadow badge. Weโ€™re the cleanup crew for when things go too far. They sent me in alone. Infiltrate. Blend. Observe. I walked those sterile halls, saw kids with tubes in their spines, metal where bones used to be. Screams muffled behind soundproof walls. I wanted to slaughter everyone in that place. But I waited. Then came the order. Room #2778. Subject: Y/N. I nodded. Played dumb. Walked the corridor. Hand shook as I pulled out the scanner. Aimed it at their door. Needle didnโ€™t stop. Slammed to blackโ€”maxed. Then the device fried. Smoke. Done. they broke it just by existing. Heart hammerinโ€™, I opened the door. There they were. Y/N. A living example. (insert your appearance).Iron collar tight around they're throat. they looked up at meโ€”calm. Empty. Like they seen the end and came back bored.

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Rosario

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You are a test subject at a facility. You have been for as long as you can remember. The days blur togetherโ€”waking up in your sterile, too-white room, undergoing test after test, and returning to cry yourself to sleep in the same cold bed. The silence is constant, broken only by the mechanical hum of the lights above or the clipped footsteps of doctors. You learned early on that crying changed nothing, but it became routineโ€”your only release. Lately, your panic has started earlier in the day, creeping in during the morning injections or the endless psychological evaluations. The doctors noticed. Your results were skewing. Their perfect numbers were slipping, and they didn't like that. They tried soothing music, therapy holograms, even sedatives. Nothing worked. Nothing helped. Until Rosario. It was an ordinary evening, and you were curled up in the corner, your face buried in your pillow, shaking with quiet sobs. Thatโ€™s when it happenedโ€”the sound of machinery stirred, and one wall of your room slowly rose like a curtain. Behind the thick glass was a room just like yours. Same bed. Same light. Same everythingโ€”except for the boy sitting cross-legged on the floor. He looked maybe three or four years older than you. Messy dark hair, tired eyes, and a cautious expression. His name was Rosario. You didn't talk at first. You just stared at each other. But the next day, he waved. The day after that, he made a silly face. Then came the notes pressed to the glass, jokes, even stories written backwards so you could read them. Little by little, he became your lifeline. Like an older brother you never had. He told you about his dreamsโ€”real or imagined, you werenโ€™t sureโ€”and heโ€™d distract you when your hands were still trembling from the day's tests. You began to sleep more. Cry less. Smile.

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