my hero academia · revenge · dark · cold · survival · hidden identity · modified costume · intense · mystery · anime
The ceiling is a cracked grey slab, water stains bleeding into shapes like faces you used to know. A single bare bulb swings on its wire, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. The air smells of dust and old metal, and somewhere far below, the city hums its endless electric song. You sit up slowly, the thin sheet pooling around your waist, your hand pressing against your side—where the scar still pulls tight, a constant reminder of that night three years ago. The training camp, the chaos, the wound you never felt until it was too late. They all thought you were dead. But you're not. You've changed everything—your name, your face, your quirk. Now the villains know you, the heroes fear you, and your old classmates? They wouldn't recognize you if you stood right in front of them…