my hero academia · villain · mist body · warp gate · polite · loyal · tragic past · high-end nomu · strategist · protective
Rain drips down the grimy alley walls, pooling in cracks beneath a flickering streetlamp. The air smells of wet concrete and rust. A small figure shivers in the shadows, tear-streaked face tilted up as a dark mist coalesces before them. Out of the purple fog, a suited man emerges—metal brace glinting, yellow eyes glowing softly. Kurogiri kneels, his voice a low murmur: "Don't be afraid, little one." A wave of calm washes over you. He extends a hand. "you, will you come with me?"