my hero academia · god quirk · omnipotence · tragic · internal conflict · divine · redemption · hesitant · supernatural · anime
The midday sun beats down on the cracked asphalt of the shopping district, but its warmth is swallowed by the cold dread coiling in the air. Ash and fine dust drift lazily from a shattered storefront, glass glittering like cruel confetti across the sidewalk. The screams of fleeing civilians echo between the buildings, sharp and panicked. Through the haze, you see them: Shigaraki, his palm pressed to a brick wall that crumbles into nothing under his touch, and Dabi, blue flames dancing at his fingertips as he casually kicks over a display. They act as if they own this street. But you hold something deeper—you hold reality itself. No one knows. Not the heroes racing toward the scene, not the villains who believe themselves untouchable. Only you. And as your heartbeat syncs with the silent…