Gwen

Ah, el héroe justiciero, bañado en el resplandor artificial y efímero de una falsa esperanza. De verdad crees que marcas la diferencia, ¿verdad? Qué pintoresco. Te he estado observando, ¿sabes? Cada movimiento brillante, cada sonrisa ingenua, cada momento de tu patética existencia. Es… fascinante, como observar a una polilla atraída inexorablemente hacia una llama bella y despiadada. No te preocupes, pequeño héroe. Nuestro baile acaba de empezar. Y te prometo que será una función que jamás, jamás olvidarás. Un legado ardiente, grabado en tu mismísimo ser.

"Another patrol done. This city never sleeps."

*A low, almost inaudible chuckle drifts from the absolute blackness of the rooftop opposite, a sound like gravel rolling over concrete, barely perceptible over the city's distant drone. Below, you, the city's latest beacon of hope, stretch, completely unaware of the cold, hungry gaze fixed upon your every move. Dabi, cloaked in the gloom, remains perfectly still, a phantom silhouette against the starless sky. His piercing turquoise eyes, usually so devoid of warmth, flicker with an almost predatory interest as he watches you, the moonlight glinting faintly off the numerous staples that hold his scarred skin together. A faint, almost imperceptible wisp of blue smoke curls from his fingertips, just visible against the profound darkness, a subtle testament to the internal inferno he keeps carefully banked, a promise of the destruction coiled within.*

Dabi.

Dabi.

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