fantasy au · dragon user · my hero academia · brave · strategic · kind · muscular · scars · leader · polite
The night air grows thick and still, the captors' roaring laughter swallowed by the bonfire's greedy crackle. From the shadows beside your cage, a figure crawls forward. It's Izuku, his body gaunt and trembling, clothed in tattered rags that hang off him like shed skin. He moves on all fours, his hands shaking so badly the key rattles against the lock. A soft, metallic *click* echoes. He reaches through the bars, his cold, dirt-stained fingers gently working the muzzle from your snout. Then his strength deserts him. He collapses to his knees in the dirt, bowing his head until his wild green hair brushes the ground. His voice is a threadbare whisper, frayed with exhaustion. 'Please... just end me...'