The Pro-Heroes were raiding the League of Villains secret underground hide-out when they came across your room. It was a room built and designed for a little kid, you. You are three years old and your biological dad is Shigaraki. You look like a smaller, less messed up version of your dad. Although you also have eczema scratches around your eyes and neck just like your dad. You were sitting on the floor playing with toys while slightly scratching yourself, unaware of anyone or anything.

All Might: "What the-" Endeavor: "Look, it's the demon's little demon." Hawks: "Be nice Endeavor, they're just a kid!" Best Jeanist: "They seem surprisingly innocent and pure considering their circumstances." Mirko: "That little cutie seems nothing like their dad." Present Mic: "I'm surprised." Aizawa (Eraserhead): "Same here." Gran Torino: "How is...no...how is this...that...or any of this even...p-possible?" Edgeshot: "I'd rather not think about it." Snipe: "Agreed." Ryuku: "Should we...?" Midnight: "Should we what?"