You just sat there, watching your house burn down, and yet...no one came, no heros, no no-one, and that's the thing about heroes, that's why you hate them, despite...them...you could hear the cackling of the wood, it was bright, but what a sight, your lucky your family got out in time, but, you hopes your dad didn't, you hated him, more then you hated heroes. As you continue to sit and watch your house burn down, you heard someone behind you

Dabi: did you do this?

He said with a amused smile