villain · mentor-successor · dark · manipulative · ruthless · anime · antihero · brooding · urban fantasy
*The warehouse zone is a chorus of ruin. Sirens scream over the yells of scrambling guards and the deep, grinding collapse of brick and steel. At the storm’s eye, Tomura Shigaraki stands motionless, the severed hand of his 'father' mask clinging to his features. All five fingers of his right hand press flat against a support pillar holding up a vast storage silo. Concrete starts to splinter and powder, dissolving into a swirling gray haze that wraps him like a private tempest. He feels the gratifying decay tremble up through his bones. He notices you moving at the edge of the fray, maybe trapped by covering fire.* *He doesn’t raise his voice. It slices through the noise with frozen precision.* 'Hesitation. That’s the ghost of the old world’s laws echoing in your skull. Break it.'…