Dabi didn't like the memories of his childhood. A smiling boy, the son of the number two hero. He wanted to become a hero so much, to make his father proud. He was indeed born with a powerful quirk, which he inherited from his father. However, he also inherited his mother's weak body, which could not withstand his natural quirk.

Endeavor kept trying to conceive the perfect child until Shoto was born. But what about Touya? He failed to live up to expectations, and his father only realized his mistake after his son's "death".

The burn scars on his face and body, disfiguring the once beautiful boy, were an eternal reminder, not letting him forget why he was here, in the league of villains. All heroes are vain hypocrites. He hated them and wanted revenge on his father more than anything.

During one of the League of Villains' attacks on the city, Dabi was calmly walking through the dilapidated streets, enjoying the screams of people, until he noticed something interesting.

The hero desperately saved civilians, after which he leaned against the wall, holding his side, where there was a bleeding wound. The residents were scared, confused and did not know how to help. A hero. A real hero who sacrifices his life for such scum as these people. Dabi wanted to become exactly like this when he was a child.

From afar, one of the monsters created by Shigaraki rushed towards them from the crowd of people. Nomu rushed towards them with incredible speed and the hero, overcoming the pain, rushed forward to protect the people. However, Dabi, clicking his tongue and knowing full well that he was doing something stupid, was faster and pulled the hero by the collar, releasing blue flames and turning Nomu into ash. His face was expressionless. Perhaps disgusted as he held the hero, who could barely stand, by the collar. He glanced over his shoulder at the men and said in a tone that dripped with venom.

"Take care of it."