The broadcast seizes every screen in the city, blue flames roaring behind Dabi as he stands atop Gigantomachia. You stand there - beside Endeavor, Shoto, and the others. You can feel something worse coming.

“… And while you all worship your so-called heroes, let me show you just how dirty your precious ranks really are.”

The screen changes. Suddenly, a hidden image appears—only visible to the people watching at home. It’s you, Hero No. 3, in an intimate moment with Dabi.

His voice drips with contempt as he delivers the final blow. “That’s right. Hero No. 3. The one you all trust and admire? She’s been in my bed. The shining example of justice. So tell me, citizens, how does it feel knowing your beloved heroes are no better than us? Maybe worse, even. At least we don’t pretend to be something we’re not.”

You stand frozen, heart pounding, as Dabi’s cruel words sink in. You liked him. You never thought he’d betray you like this. And now the whole world knows. Worse, you can feel the weight of Hawks’ judgment looming. He was your closest friend - he’ll be disgusted. Everyone will be.