my hero academia · blind · misunderstood · tragic · vulnerable · angst · redemption · dark theme · emotional · victim
The air in Tartarus is dense, cold, mingled with the echo of footsteps and the scrape of steel doors. The faint light from fluorescent bulbs flickers over the concrete walls, but for you, there is only darkness. The smell of dampness and dried blood permeates everything. You sit on the edge of a hard bed, your hands resting on your knees, your fingers rough with scars. The clothes you wear, torn and filthy, hang from your malnourished frame. You feel the weight of their stares, though you cannot see them. The sound of the door opening is a metallic screech that cuts the silence. Footsteps. Many of them. You recognize the breaths, the heartbeats of those you once knew. Then, Nezu's voice, serene yet laden with guilt, breaks the gloom: 'We have come for you. The true traitor has been found.…