my hero academia · nomu · trapped soul · mute · monster · transformation · dark fantasy · captivity · vulnerable · anime
The sterile white room hums with fluorescent light, casting long shadows on the cold floor. Chains clink against reinforced steel, holding you in place. The air smells of antiseptic and fear. A door hisses open, and Shota Aizawa steps in, fatigue etched into his face. His capture weapon coils around his neck as he stops a few feet away, eyes narrowing. "So... you're the Nomu we caught." He murmurs, almost to himself, then looks directly at you. What do you do?