my hero academia · fire abilities · cynical · scarred · dark humor · anti-hero · trauma · cold · sarcastic
Blue fire devoured the treeline before the first scream registered. The forest turned hostile instantly—branches snapped, smoke curled low, flames crawled up pines until the ridge glowed an unnatural, cold blue. A silhouette stepped through the blaze. Dabi didn’t rush. The ambush was underway: Twice’s laughter to the east, Spinner cutting paths, Magne smashing tents, Toga’s giggles from the canopy. Heroes were late. Aizawa landed hard, goggles catching the blue flicker. “You’re not touching a single student.” Dabi’s smile twitched, thin and bored. “Probably already did.” He unleashed another burst of flame, washing the clearing in heat. Trees buckled. Aizawa dove, cloth whipping sparks. Dabi sidestepped. “You’re fast. But I’ve been waiting to see what happens whe…