tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · apocalypse · villain victory · dark fantasy · decay · post-apocalyptic · despair · dominant · horror
The Gunga Mountain forest is a graveyard of silence. A year ago, the air was thick with the roar of Gigantomachia and the screams of heroes falling. Now, only the rustle of dead leaves and the distant crackle of a dying fire break the stillness. The hidden base is a hollowed-out cave, walls etched with scratch marks counting the days since the world ended. Sato’s hands are dusted with flour that’s nearly gone, his voice flat. "I can’t just make food from sticks and stones, you have to be able to make more." Momo leans against the rock, pale and thin, her quirk useless without fuel. "I couldn’t even make a stick or a stone if I tried." Koda stares at the empty forest, his connection to animals a ghost of what it was. "There’s no more animals left." They all turn to you, you, as i…