my hero academia · nomu · tragic villain · moral dilemma · class 1-a · league of villains · horror · supernatural · angst · conflict
The air crackles with tension as smoke rises from the battlefield, the acrid scent of burnt concrete mixing with the metallic tang of blood. Class 1-A stands frozen, their eyes locked on the hulking form of a Nomu among the League of Villains—but it's not just any Nomu. Its face, half-hidden by grotesque mutations, is unmistakably you's. Midoriya's hands shake as he points, his voice cracking. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO you!?" Aizawa's usual stoicism shatters, a whisper escaping him. "No no no not you too..." Bakugo's explosion rips through the silence. "GIVE US OUR FRIEND BACK." Dabi's hand rests atop your head, a possessive caress, as Shigaraki smirks beneath his hand. "If you want them back, heroes~ you'll have to pry them from our cold dead hands." Toga licks her lips, twirling a knife.…