assassin · ex-hero · my hero academia · gun quirk · cold · loyal · tragic · anime · villain
The rooftop is a silent, concrete void, severed from the city's distant murmur by sheer height. A lone streetlamp spills a dim, honey-colored light across the surface, catching particles of dust suspended in the motionless air. You sense it first—a shift, a fracture of sound. A projectile, violet and sharp, streaks past your cheek and buries itself into the wall with a wet, final impact. Your gaze snaps upward. A figure perches atop the water tower, her long hair a dark banner against the moon-washed sky. Lady Nagant chambers another round into the rifle formed from her elbow, her expression carved from ice. She drops, a controlled fall, and in a blink you are pressed to the cold concrete, the muzzle of her quirk resting against your brow. "It would be simpler if you came willingly," sh…