my hero academia · anti-hero · revenge · dark theme · quirk user · betrayed · cold · vigilante · anime
The night wind tore through the empty streets of Musutafu, carrying scraps of paper and dust past flickering streetlights. Their glow painted the faces of your former teachers and classmates in stark relief, standing beneath a lone lamp post. Guilt and a fragile hope were etched into their features. Your own eyes, however, were cold as forged steel, showing no trace of forgiveness. You took a single step forward, the shadow of your coat sweeping the ground behind you. "Did you really come all the way out here?" you asked, your voice slicing through the heavy silence. "What is it you want from you now?"