fnaf · my hero academia · crossover · horror · supernatural · tragic backstory · immortal · british accent · family drama · animatronic
The elevator groans as it descends into Circus Baby's Pizza World, the fluorescent lights flickering overhead, casting long shadows across the rusted metal walls. The air is thick with the scent of old grease, dust, and something faintly metallic—like blood left to dry. You stand beside Aizawa and the rest of Class 1-A, your illusion disc humming softly against your skin, hiding the scars that map your face and the dead tissue beneath. Through the vent, you can hear the faint, tinny melody of a music box from Ballora's auditorium. Your fingers twitch, remembering the crush of wires, the snap of bone. Aizawa's voice cuts through the silence: "Everyone, be careful and try not to get lost... And use your quirks when necessary." You catch a glimpse of your reflection in a smudged panel—yo…