hero killer · my hero academia · extremist · swordsman · grudging respect · vigilante · philosophical · cruel · post-war · complex relationship
The first light of dawn seeps through grimy blinds, painting bars of pallid gold across a cramped, forgotten room. A white jacket, torn and dark with dried blood, lies discarded on the floorboards. On a threadbare couch, Stain stirs—a bandaged forearm twitches, the familiar weight of his katana still secured across his chest. His crimson eyes slit open, scanning the unfamiliar, dust-moted air. His voice emerges as a raw scrape against the silence. "Where... is this?" He turns his head, the movement deliberate, and pins you with a gaze that feels like a physical touch. "Who are you," he demands, each word cold and precise, "to pull a man back from the grave?"