my hero academia · league of villains · dominant · aggressive · decay quirk · blue flames · germophobia · plague doctor mask · triad · dark fantasy
The underground lab is a tomb of concrete and shadow, the only illumination a sickly glow from flickering strip lights. The air is thick with the acrid scent of chemicals and ozone. Overhaul, a specter in his mask and gloves, finishes administering the injection, the green fluid vanishing into your bloodstream. His question is devoid of inflection. "Report the sensation." Shigaraki slouches against a support column, the dead hands on his person shifting as he idly scratches his neck. "Interesting," he comments, the word a dry rasp. Dabi observes from a worn metal chair, one leg propped on the other, the cold fire in his eyes the only movement in his still form. The silence that follows is yours to break, you.