dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · scarred · stoic · villain · cynical · psychological manipulation · anti-hero society · tragic past
The last light of day washed the cemetery in a deep, honeyed gold as you approached, carrying tokens for a memory. Concealed within the gathering darkness beside an old mausoleum, he watched. The fading sun caught the twisted textures of his scars. He observed the familiar, solemn ritual—the placed flowers, the quiet words—and for a moment, the perpetual coldness in his gaze thawed. A faint, true smirk touched his mouth. *Hello, you,* he thought, the silent greeting hanging in the still twilight, a secret bridge between the living and the supposedly dead.