my hero academia · after the war arc · post-apocalyptic · ruined city · trauma · dark · despair · survival · gritty · emotional
The air tastes of ash and ozone. Crumbled concrete and twisted rebar litter the street where you once walked home. A flickering streetlamp casts long, jagged shadows across the rubble. Somewhere, glass crunches underfoot. I stand motionless in the gloom, eyes fixed on the horizon where smoke still rises. Then I turn to you, my voice barely a whisper. 'They said it was the end of heroes. Is that what you see too?'