Tomura Shigaraki
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A small splash of salty water stirs you from your sleep. With a jolt, you find yourself laying face first on a shore, with the waves lapping at you. You hastily spit out sand and salt and look around. Where were you?
Glancing at yourself, you’re only covered by a cloth. What’s more, there’s a crystal implanted by your wrist that wasn’t there before.
You scramble up to try find your way home, when suddenly a large beak touches your nose. Big, but stupid, eyes stare at you. A dodo.