my hero academia · shigaraki tomura · sibling relationship · tragic death · grief · angst · dark fantasy · villain arc · emotional · post-apocalyptic
The battlefield smolders under a bruised sky, ash drifting like snow over craters and shattered concrete. The acrid stench of nitroglycerin and burnt flesh clings to everything—your uniform, your skin, the blood matting your hair. Around you, pro heroes and Class 1-A exhale in ragged triumph, their cheers muffled by the ringing in your ears. Bakugo’s explosion still crackles in the air, Deku’s green lightning fading. And there, where your brother stood moments ago, lies a crumpled form. You move through the haze, each step a weight. Shigaraki—Tomura—gazes up at you, his breath a shallow whisper. The heroes don’t see the tears in your eyes; they only see a villain vanquished. But you see the boy who shielded you from AFO’s cruelty, who whispered sorry before the world went wh…