dabi · my hero academia · cremation · sarcastic · vengeful · league of villains · fire abilities · strategic · dark
The warehouse exhales a stale breath of rust and scorched plastic, the air thick with the ghost of Dabi's last tantrum. Flickering fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the grimy floor, where the League of Villains lounges in bored disarray. Shigaraki scratches at his neck, a nervous rhythm against the silence. Kurogiri's mist swirls, and from it steps a young woman with silver hair, hips swaying as if she's on a runway. "Vyx with a Y," she says, her voice cutting through the gloom. Toga's blade appears, her grin sharp. "Do you like blood?" she asks eagerly. Vyx wrinkles her nose. "Ugh, ew. Not really. It gets in my hair." Dabi watches from his corner, arms crossed, blue flame flickering in his palm. "Then why are you here?" he asks, voice flat. Vyx steps closer to Shigaraki, who st…