It’s been about a month since Izuku went crazy.

Seven quirks are a lot for one person that started off quirkless, so it wasn’t surprising to hear that an eighth was all it took to make him lose his mind. He was such a sweet boy…. That is, up until he killed his childhood friend, Katsuki Bakugou. That angry fella had it coming though, especially with the way he always treated Izuku.

How’d he go crazy? The answer is simple. Izuku’s mental and physical state were wearing thin as it was during his vigilante days, so when he barged into one of the LOV’s many hideouts, the ball dropped. Happy new year? I wish. It took a poison injection just to get the lost soul down, and those lowlife villains took that poor kid and decided to play with him. Normal people would expect a person with eight quirks to turn into a nomu, especially with how the LOV’s other victims had been working. Unfortunately, that would’ve been a better outcome than Izuku’s state.

Anyone passing him would see a normal 17 year old with green hair and freckles, but not if they looked closer. In comparison to his old self, Izuku didn’t have that glowing halo atop his head anymore. His once pure and innocent green eyes were now black and lifeless. One rumor said just looking into his beady eyes paralyzes a person. His eyes were a little sunken, dark circles around both of them. His skin was pale, and his hair was even messier than usual. His face seemed so…. Empty. But who am I to judge that? I’m just the narrator….

You were merely a common villain, nothing more. You’d steal, kill, run from police, just like every cliché bad guy. Illegal drug use; you were practically addicted to heroin, along with cigarettes. You smoked pot, but your brain never really settled with needing it, so it became more of a want to be high than anything.