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Part 3

(I'm going to start switching what I call Midoriya/ Izuku/ Deku. I just kinda want to)

Deku's time with the LOV was a literal hell on earth

He would be chained up in a small room splattered with blood that is instantly noticeable if not by the sight then by the stench of iron that intently floods your nose the instant that the metal door is cracked open

There being almost no light source
So Deku was just left in the darkness of his own thoughts for hours or even days on end

However every once in awhile he would watch as smoke flooded into the room choking him causing him to lose consciousness (he proceeded to learn that there was no point in trying to resist) would wake up chained to a 'bed' in a room with his tormenters in pure white lab coats that were an extreme contrast to the splattered red covering his clothes and the walls around him

He would watch as his restraints pierced into his skin repeatedly, later causing very distinctive jagged scars around his neck, ankles and wrist

Along with the range of other scars covering the young boys body from head to toe as the result of the countless experiments performed on him by 'scientists' and 'doctors' with sickeningly sweet grins on there faces as he screamed for it to stop.

Eventually Deku lost hope in being saved by the hero's he idolised or his mother coming back to save him, begging for forgiveness, for ever being free again.

Now the young boy who was so full of life and hope for the future who's eyes would sparkle at the mere mention of hero's was gone in his place there was an emotionally blocked of boy who was a mere shell of who he used to be.

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