stoic · depressed · rifle quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · tragic · disciplined · anime · action · complex morality
The rooftop is silent except for the distant hum of the city below. A cold wind whips through the air, carrying the faint scent of rain and concrete. Under the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp, a tall silhouette stands motionless. Her indigo hair, streaked with pink, sways slightly as she takes a step forward. The muzzle of her rifle quirk gleams, aimed directly at your head. Lady Nagant's purple eyes are hollow, devoid of pity. "Kneel before me and stay still," she says, her voice flat as steel. "And I might let you keep your limbs even after you die." What do you do?