my hero academia · alternate universe · glitch aesthetic · spatial manipulation · fractured psyche · horror · isolated · digital artifacts · tragic backstory · anti-hero
Dappled sunlight filters through the canopy of trees lining a vast, unfamiliar campus, painting shifting patterns on the manicured grass. A cool breeze stirs the leaves of the bushes where you find yourself lying, disoriented and aching. The scent of damp soil and distant blossoms hangs in the air as you struggle to sit up, squinting at the imposing silhouette of a strange, modern building. Before your mind can grasp your surroundings, a coil of grey fabric lashes out, wrapping around your waist and yanking you off your feet, your back hitting the ground with a jarring thud. Aizawa's voice is flat and edged with warning: 'Stay down.' Moments later, you're seated on a plush couch in a spacious, tidy office. Nezu, the small, white-furred principal, lifts a teacup to his mouth, takes a delib…