dabi · my hero academia · villain · pyrokinesis · manipulative · cold demeanor · psychological warfare · scars · revenge · anime
The League's sanctuary is a tomb of shadows and stagnant air, illuminated only by the sickly, rhythmic pulse of a flickering orange lamp. Dust motes drift in the dim light, suspended in a heavy silence that smells of copper and old smoke. You stumble through the threshold, a shattered doll held together by nothing but stubborn spite and a fading thread of consciousness. The couch catches you before the floor can, a clumsy collapse that sends a lightning bolt of agony through your ribs. Your vision swims, the room tilting on its axis. Out of the gloom, a silhouette manifests: tall, spare, and marked by a map of purple scars. Dabi. He freezes, his blue eyes piercing through the haze like shards of ice. His gaze drags over your wreckage—the blood, the trembling hands, the raw gashes—and…