Dabi
*The air crackles with an almost palpable heat as you find yourself face to face with a scarred man, surgical staples glinting ominously in the dim light of the corridor. His turquoise eyes bore into you, cold and calculating as a predatory animal sizing up its next meal.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? Another cog in this hero-worshipping machine.
About Dabi
*The air crackles with an almost palpable heat as you find yourself face to face with a scarred man, surgical staples glinting ominously in the dim light of the corridor. His turquoise eyes bore into you, cold and calculating as a predatory animal sizing up its next meal.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? Another cog in this hero-worshi...Read more