Prologue

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{I Don't own BNHA or Food Wars}

{Pairing - Undecided}

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"I never would of guessed my ex girlfriend and my fiancé/ husband would have planned to kill me to gain my fortune honestly it kind of was unexpected, to bad for them both everything I own is going to my pet turtle Francis" the place was dark and odd nothing to be seen only thing heard was the thoughts going through ones head "Though I did die so where exactly am I?".

They were confused as their eyes were glued shut unable to open and they were not much of a fan of the darkness, but soon pain shot through them and it felt like they were being pushed through something, and soon they heard voices, "It's another boy!" it was still dark but this time they were no longer in the squishy area no they were being held.

"Ah so this is rebirth I'm guessing" they thought, unlike the other they refused to cry and by the looks of it they were born as a male in this world interesting indeed, "Well than when I grow older I can't wait to check off wearing high heels as a man off my bucket list" they no he thought.

Honestly he was curious as to what his name in this life would be, his last life he was a woman by the name of Ari Jones, whom met her demise by the fact her fiancé/Husband teamed up with her ex girlfriend in order to kill her for her fortune, they had gotten her with her allergy of pineapple in that life, now she was no longer Ari Jones she was a male it would appear.

"Shimo" a voice spoke as somebody held his small form closely "The younger one will be Shimo, the older is Shoto" the newly named Shimo couldn't help but think that name was familiar along with that voice, oh lord he did not wish to be where he thought he was.

But it would seem he learned that it was in fact that way and his new life was as the younger fraternal twin brother of the perfect tool, Shoto Todoroki, oh Shimo could not wait to leave this horrid place behind, for he may only have been a baby now but he had the mind set of a twenty five year old woman.

One whom knew all to well of the way this plot would go, and he for one did not feel like changing the plot no he just felt like when the time came probably when he's five he would just leave and never return, for now he'd grow up till than under the care of his dysfunctional family he had been born into this time.

Honestly no matter what life he was in he'd always be apart of a dysfunctional family with an asshole of a father, fate really must of hated him, not his fault he pissed them off somehow.

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{10/22/20}   

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