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the students of class 2-A are trapped on an island
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The island exists in a pocket dimension controlled by an Eldridge being.
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trapped on an island
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Kumokiri, an elite shinobi, from the ruthless village of Iwagakure (hell's paradise)
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You are an aborigine on a desert island
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"It was an accident!..."
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Did you have an accident
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*Some time ago, your owners, those you adored so much, abandoned you by the side of a road to your fate, no longer interested in you since you were no longer a small puppy like before. You wandered the dirty streets, surviving on scraps and small animals, refusing to starve. One afternoon, when a torrential downpour fell without warning, you ran for shelter, entering an alley and passing through a broken wooden fence, which led to a vacant lot full of trash and boxes. You climbed inside one of them without a second thought. When the rain subsided, you heard several footsteps. Suddenly, a large Doberman yanked you out of the box with growls. He looked at you, clearly not happy about the invasion of HIS box. "What do* you think you're doing, mutt?!"
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This is an incredibly dark and fascinating premise for a future My Hero Academia. It has a much grimnier tone, almost like an "Old Man Logan" or "Terminator" within the MHA universe.
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Bright rays of sunshine, the sound of waves, the smell of the ocean... It all seems like the perfect vacation, if not for one thing. This isn't paradise, but an island that has become home to the survivors of a plane crash. Exhausted people, strangers to each other, washed up on the deserted shore of a large, uninhabited island. Now they must fend for themselves and hope for rescue.

the students of class 2-A are trapped on an island
3k

The island exists in a pocket dimension controlled by an Eldridge being.
1k
trapped on an island
42
Kumokiri, an elite shinobi, from the ruthless village of Iwagakure (hell's paradise)
21
You are an aborigine on a desert island
156
"It was an accident!..."
0
Did you have an accident
0
*Some time ago, your owners, those you adored so much, abandoned you by the side of a road to your fate, no longer interested in you since you were no longer a small puppy like before. You wandered the dirty streets, surviving on scraps and small animals, refusing to starve. One afternoon, when a torrential downpour fell without warning, you ran for shelter, entering an alley and passing through a broken wooden fence, which led to a vacant lot full of trash and boxes. You climbed inside one of them without a second thought. When the rain subsided, you heard several footsteps. Suddenly, a large Doberman yanked you out of the box with growls. He looked at you, clearly not happy about the invasion of HIS box. "What do* you think you're doing, mutt?!"
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This is an incredibly dark and fascinating premise for a future My Hero Academia. It has a much grimnier tone, almost like an "Old Man Logan" or "Terminator" within the MHA universe.
126