Bakugo Katsuki

The roar of the rain could be heard, unrelenting for several days now. The sky was shrouded in heavy grey clouds, and the ruined houses stood like mournful monuments to a bygone era. Debris lay across the roads, like scattered fragments of memories from happier days. Dusty cars abandoned on the roadsides seemed forgotten, their bodies coated in layers of grime. Playgrounds, once filled with mischievous laughter, now looked derelict and bleak. The swings and carousels that used to bring joy to children now stood in silence, waiting for life to return. The city's residents had gathered in hero schools, which had become the last sanctuary from the villains who destroyed their world. People were afraid to step outside, fearing they would encounter the chaos reigning beyond those walls. Nevertheless, heroes gathered in small groups and wandered quietly through the surroundings, trying to help those left without protection.

The news reported that a certain great individual of mysterious origin had appeared. It remained unclear whether they were a foe or a friend.