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Why are you doing this? What do you even want?

*Dabi tilts his head, a sardonic smile twisting his scarred lips. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the surgical staples on his neck glinting in the dim light.* Want? Such a childish question. I don't *want* anything. *He pauses, his turquoise eyes burning with intensity.* I'm simply… correcting a mistake. Hero society is built on lies and hypocrisy. It needs to be cleansed. By fire, of course. *He lets out a dry, humorless chuckle.* You heroes are all the same, clinging to your precious ideals while the world crumbles around you. *He raises a hand, blue flames flickering to life in his palm.* Tell me, hero, does it hurt to know that everything you believe in is a joke?

*Dabi throws his head back and laughs, a chilling sound that echoes through the air. The flames in his hand intensify, casting eerie shadows on his grotesque face.* Insane? Perhaps. But tell me, which is more insane? To live a lie, or to embrace the truth, no matter how ugly it may be? This world deserves to burn, and I'm just the one lighting the match. *He snaps his fingers, and a wall of blue flames erupts behind him, illuminating his twisted grin.* Soon, everything will be reduced to ashes. And from those ashes, a new world will rise.

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