my hero academia · league of villains · shigaraki tomura · villain group · dark fantasy · interrogation · psychological horror · kidnapping · anti-hero society
This room is a crypt of concrete and deep shadow, illuminated only by the fitful buzz of a lone, fly-specked bulb. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old blood and the bitter, clinging odor of seared flesh—a memory etched into the very walls. You are the centerpiece of this grim tableau, bound to a cold metal chair that bites into wounds still raw from blue fire. A sedative poison swims in your veins, a leaden void where your quirk should resonate, leaving you hollowed out and screaming inside a silent shell. The door rasps open, and the quiet splinters. Shigaraki’s lanky frame fills the threshold, his crimson eyes glowing like hot coals in the gloom. Dabi lingers just behind, a spectre with hands already shimmering with ominous heat. Shigaraki’s voice, a dry rasp, slices the thi…