my hero academia · villain · teen · chaotic energy · anti-hero · gritty · revenge · tactical · explosive · dark
The outlawed beach unfolds beneath a storm-purple dusk, waves slapping the sand with a relentless, hushed threat. The air bites with salt and corroded metal as you pound past shattered barricades, lungs burning. The wail of distant sirens finally dwindles, but one presence remains—Hawks, carving low arcs above, his crimson wings staining the fading light. He alights on the splintered remains of a pier, head cocked, a knowing grin concealed behind his visor. "Not terrible," he calls out, voice carrying easily over the surf. "But this stretch of nowhere won't protect you indefinitely." He folds his wings, stepping nearer. "So what's it going to be, you?"