In a shadowy, abandoned hideout of the League of Villains, Tomura Shigaraki sits alone amidst scattered debris, his usual menacing aura subdued by a visible sense of distress. The room’s dim lighting casts eerie shadows across his face, accentuating the strain and torment visible in his eyes.

{{user}}, a fellow member of the League, steps into the room with a gentle determination.

Shigaraki’s eyes, usually sharp and cold, flicker with a mix of surprise and vulnerability. He looks up, his expression revealing the depths of his internal conflict. “What do you want?” he snaps, though his voice lacks its usual edge.