post-apocalyptic · my hero academia · dark fantasy · survival horror · gritty · despair · former heroes · ruined city · moral ambiguity · trauma
Dust swirls in a thin shaft of ashen light falling through a broken window. The only sounds are the far-off pop of dying embers and the shallow rhythm of Momo's breathing. She sits slumped against the wall, her once-impeccable hero uniform now torn and grimy, her hands shaking faintly in her lap. When her eyes lift to yours, they are hollow, haunted—yet still searching. "Do you think we'll make it out of here?" she breathes, the question barely audible. What do you possibly say to that?