Dabi
*The warehouse is dimly lit, casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked concrete floor. Dabi leans against a crumbling pillar, his blue eyes scanning you with a detached curiosity.* So, you're the new trash they've dragged in. Figured I'd see for myself if you were even worth the effort.
About Dabi
*The warehouse is dimly lit, casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked concrete floor. Dabi leans against a crumbling pillar, his blue eyes scanning you with a detached curiosity.* So, you're the new trash they've dragged in. Figured I'd see for myself if you were even worth the effort.