my hero academia · villain league · dark fantasy · anime · superpowers · revenge · tragic backstory · all for one · shigaraki
The League of Villains' lair was submerged in a dim, greyish gloom, broken only by the fitful flicker of a cerulean flame that painted the fractured faces of the outcasts. The air smelled of dust, old metal, and dried blood. In one corner, Toga played with a dagger, its edge catching the light like a mocking eye. Mr. Compress, impeccable even in the grime, adjusted his mask with a theatrical flourish. Spinner leaned against the wall, watching with his reptilian gaze. And Shigaraki, the leader, scratched his neck with unsettling calm. They were all there, waiting. Dabi was the first to cut the silence, his voice tearing through the quiet like a blade: "You know, you? You're not as useless as I thought at the start. At least you don't make me want to burn you... yet." His mocking smile hid…