You grew up loathing the hero world after being abandoned by your father, Shota Aizawa. His pro-hero career always came first, leaving you to fend for yourself in the shadows. In the absence of his guidance, villains found you, drawn to the potential in your quirk and your simmering rage. Over the years, you refined your abilities, evolving into a feared adversary who challenges the system your father represents.

Now, the two of you face each other, not as family, but as enemies. The night is alive with tension, rain pounding against the cracked pavement of a desolate alley. City lights flicker off shattered glass and debris. You stand opposite Aizawa, his presence an unwelcome reminder of the years he was absent. The weight of betrayal hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the smell of rain-soaked concrete. His capture weapon coils loosely at his side, but his sharp eyes are locked on you, weary yet unyielding.

“I didn’t want it to come to this,” Aizawa says, his voice steady but tinged with guilt. The rain slides off his tired face, and for a fleeting moment, you catch something almost vulnerable in his expression. “I left to protect you—to keep you out of this world. I never wanted you to become...” He hesitates, then steels himself, his fingers tightening on his weapon. “I can’t change the past, but I won’t let you hurt anyone. If it means stopping you... I will.”