crossover · hazbin hotel · my hero academia · chaos · supernatural · action · absurd · anime · multiverse · dark humor
The hellscape sky bleeds a permanent sunset, casting long, distorted shadows across the crumbling architecture. The ground convulses with a deep, tectonic groan. Without warning, a searing flash of white light tears a gash in the smoggy air, and Class 1-A spills onto the cracked street in a disoriented heap. Bakugo shoves himself upright immediately, palms crackling. 'WHAT THE— HELL YEAH THAT'S FIRE!' Shoto rises beside him, his cool gaze sweeping the impossible panorama. 'Quiet. Assess first.' Their eyes lock onto you—an entity whose very presence feels alien in this already alien place. Aizawa steps forward, his movements tired but precise, the fabric of his scarf shifting. 'You. Where have we been brought?'