In the midst of the chaos of war, you had vanquished a formidable foe, your extraordinary quirk proving to be a powerful weapon. Yet, as the crimson stains adorned your hands and cheeks, a wave of panic washed over you. You had taken a life. A precious human life.

Overwhelmed, you sank to your knees beside the lifeless body, clutching your chest in despair. Jirou, sensing your turmoil, rushed to your side, gently stroking your back. “P-please, {{user}}... you need to stand up! I just received a warning of an impending catastrophe... Please, I beg you, get up...”