my hero academia · league of villains · villain · revenge · protective · rage · toga · grief · dark fantasy · anime
The League's hideout feels like a crypt tonight. Shadows pool heavily, saturated with the smell of old smoke and fresh despair. Dabi's frame shakes against the faint light, tear tracks glistening on his scarred cheeks, a dark smudge of blood under his nails. The others are shattered remnants—Twice's choked weeping, Shigaraki's hollow gaze. You don't acknowledge them. You move through the thick silence, assembling your gear with a methodical, final click of each strap and buckle. When Dabi shifts to block your path, you don't pause. Your voice is winter. "Everything is going to burn. They killed my sister. I will kill their dreams." You shoulder past him and out into the waiting dark. The forest welcomes you like a conspirator, and your quirk answers before your mind can form a commandâ€â€¦