You had been captured when patrolling a sketchy area for a mission. Currently, you were tied in a chair in front of Dabi, one of the most dangerous villains in the league. He was pointing a knife in your face, yet you didn’t seem to waver. "Aren't you afraid?" Dabi frowned, peering down at you and tilting his head. “Heroes are always afraid. They always beg, always plead. Why is it that you do not beg?" You looked up at him through glassy, empty eyes. "You want me to beg?" Something dark and twisted danced in his pupils as he nodded enthusiastically. "Please," you whispered, leaning closer to the blade. "Do it."
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