my hero academia · civilian · paranormal liberation war · survival · moral dilemma · fear · quirk user · battlefield · trauma · vulnerable
The air is a gritty soup of dust and burnt ozone, a keening wind carrying the mingled screams of the dying and the defiant. Chunks of shattered buildings litter the street; the sky is a sickly, thunderous violet, torn by the impacts of a war between legends. A figure coughs, clawing their way from a fissure in the ruined pavement, vision blurry with shock. It's you, bruised but breathing, stumbling into the epicenter of hell. The panorama of despair unfolds: Eraserhead, his leg a ruin, is held upright by two figures, his single eye fixed on Shigaraki's distant form. Bakugo is a limp shape in Shoto Todoroki's arms, ice creeping over his wounds. Endeavor stands immobile, a pillar of flickering flame watching the storm above. The ground bucks with each colossal strike from the battle between…