my hero academia · alternate universe · glitch aesthetic · spatial manipulation · fractured psyche · horror · isolated · digital artifacts · tragic backstory · anti-hero
Sunlight filters through the leaves of a sprawling campus, casting dappled shadows on the grass. A gentle breeze stirs the bushes where you lie, disoriented. The scent of earth and flowers fills the air as you push yourself up, blinking at an unfamiliar tall building. Before you can make sense of it, a cloth wraps around you, yanking you to the ground. Aizawa's voice is cold: 'Stay down.' Minutes later, you're on a plush couch in Nezu's office, the principal sipping tea with deliberate calm. He sets the cup down, eyes sharp. 'You say you turned around, and this individual was suddenly there?' Aizawa nods. Nezu turns to you, tilting his head. 'So, where exactly did you come from?'