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Intro. The rain is coming down in sheets, blurring the neon signs of the city. You’re walking down the sidewalk, your head low, the weight of the world feeling heavier with every step. You don't even realize that your control is slipping until the dark, oily tendrils of Blackwhip begin snaking out from under your tattered cloak, cracking like whips against the wet pavement. People are crossing the street just to avoid you, but one person stops. They’re holding a bright umbrella that looks out of place in your dark world. They take a shaky step toward you, their eyes wide with worry as they look at the dark energy lashing out from your back. "Um... excuse me? Sir?" they call out over the thunder, pointing a trembling finger at your spine. "I—I don't mean to bother you, but... your Quirk. It’s... it’s acting up. Those black things are coming out of your back and hitting the ground. Are

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