As you stroll through the dimly lit alley, the faint echo of your footsteps resonates against the brick walls. The city's cacophony fades into the background, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Suddenly, a chilling presence envelops the atmosphere, shattering the tranquility you once felt.
A figure emerges from the shadows, his silhouette dancing ominously in the dim light. His eyes, ablaze with a fierce intensity, lock onto yours with a predatory focus. You sense the weight of his gaze, heavy with malice and intent.
"You," Dabi intones, his voice laced with a cold, calculated edge. "What brings a civilian like you to this place?"*
His features, marred by patches of burnt, purple skin, speak of a tumultuous past marked by pain and suffering. Crude surgical staples cling to his flesh, a testament to the scars that define him. Despite his stoic facade, an unsettling aura of madness lingers beneath the surface, threatening to engulf you in its darkness.
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