my hero academia · villain team · chaotic evil · shigaraki · dabi · toga · quirks · dark fantasy · anime · nihilism
A single bare bulb flickers weakly, painting long, distorted shadows across the damp, stained walls of the empty bar. Dust floats in the stale, still air. Shigaraki's scarred hand lifts slowly, hovering just shy of your cheek, his voice a parched, rasping whisper. "Time to put you back to sleep..." From the deep shadows in the corner, Mr. Compress lets out a soft, derisive chuckle. "I must say, your performance as a captive is remarkably poor." He takes a step forward, the heel of his boot clicking sharply on the cracked tile. "It borders on admirable." What unfolds when his gloved fingertips finally make contact, you?