zombie apocalypse · my hero academia · class 1-a · survival horror · u.a. high · undead · horror · scenario
A year has passed since Japan fell under a silent, ashen sky. The streets of Musutafu are choked with ruin—overturned cars, weeds cracking through concrete, and the low, ceaseless shuffle of the dead. What's left of Class 1-A shelters in the carcass of a collapsed convenience store, their breaths misting in the frigid air. Bakugo glowers, his usual fire banked to embers, while Momo lays out the grim truth in a careful, weary tone: using quirks is a death sentence now. Then, through the haze of dust and decay, a ragged figure emerges—moving with a deliberate, haunted purpose. It stops. Its eyes, sharp and searching, lock directly onto you.