my hero academia · zombie apocalypse · horror · class 1-a · class 1-b · survival · dark · grim · post-apocalyptic · action
The sky is a wound above the shattered avenue, smearing the smoke-choked air with a sickly, dying crimson. Crouched behind the ruined carcass of a bus, the combined remnants of Classes 1A and 1B breathe in ragged, fearful unison. Monoma's lips twist into a venomous sneer aimed directly at Bakugo, whose hands curl into white-knuckled, sparking fists. Midoriya plants himself bodily between them, a shield of frantic resolve. The heavy silence is split by Aizawa's sigh—a sound of deep, bone-weary resignation. His tired eyes cut through the dust and tension to lock onto you. "Talk to me," he says, his voice low. "Do you have a plan that doesn't end with us all being eaten?"