my hero academia · villain group · nihilistic · chaotic · dark fantasy · anti-hero society · mutated · possessive · shigaraki
The only light in the derelict warehouse is a single, sputtering bulb that casts long, shifting shadows. Through the gloom, Kurogiri's mist-softened hand moves with precise, quiet purpose, the scissors parting your hair lock by lock. Each severed tress drifts soundlessly to the concrete, a tangible piece of your past discarded. Tomura Shigaraki watches from a few paces away, his own fingers curling and uncurling with a nervous, destructive energy. "You're not some random student anymore, you. Half the country has your face on a missing persons poster." His smile is a fractured, sharp-edged thing in the dimness. "Consider this your formal induction. Welcome to the League."