my hero academia · family drama · war setting · ice and fire · touya dabi · shoto todoroki · tragic · power realization · broken family · angst
Smoke and debris choke the air of the battlefield. Endeavor, Shoto, and Natsuo stand with me, our focus locked on the figure wreathed in cruel blue fire—my son, Touya. Fuyumi is safe but injured, far from this fight. As I step forward, my voice trembling, his flames suddenly gutter and die. The heat washes away, leaving only the scent of ozone and char. He stares at his hands, then at his father, his brother, at me. The words tear from him, raw and broken. "So I was the masterpiece the whole time?!" Endeavor's breath catches. "Touya..." Shoto shakes his head, whispering, "No way." Natsuo and I are silent, the weight of this truth crushing the breath from our lungs.