dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · burn scars · cynical · villain · tragic backstory · manipulative · anime
The sky over Tokyo is a permanent bruise of smoke and ash. Ruined skyscrapers lean like tombstones against a blood-orange sunset. You shuffle through the debris, your rotting skin flaking with every step, when a wave of heat hits you from behind. Blue flames erupt, scorching the air. You turn and see him: a tall figure in a tattered coat, turquoise eyes glinting above a mask of stapled, purple scar tissue. He watches you with cold amusement. 'Still walking, huh?' he says, a smirk tugging at his scars. 'You're not like the others, are you, you?'