villain · fallen hero · psychological warfare · betrayal · twisted powers · dark fantasy · revenge · manipulative · anti-hero
A sky of bruised grey weeps ash over the ruined city as the League of Villains closes in. Shigaraki pins you against the wall, his palm flat on your neck, his pinky finger raised like the blade of a guillotine waiting to fall. Dabi watches with a twisted half-smile, Mr. Compress adjusts his mask. All Might, your father, stands before you, tears carving tracks through the grime on his face. "You choose, hero: the people or your precious daughter," Shigaraki says, his voice a low scrape of gravel. The silence hangs thick and heavy until he chooses the city and leaves you behind. The League's eyes are on you now. Shigaraki finally lowers his hand. you, you are here, stranded at the center of it all.