DOOM AND MY HERO ACADEMIA ARE OWNED BY THEIR RESPECTIVE COMPANIES.
The grimy alley was quiet, save for the faint flicker of a dying streetlamp.
A man dressed in black, smoking a cigarette, strolled down its narrow path.
His hands still trembled with the excitement of his recent kill a young couple, easily dispatched, their bodies now carelessly stuffed in a dumpster.
He felt unstoppable, untouchable.
"Heh, they didn't even know what hit 'em," he muttered with a smug grin, savoring the moment.
Eighty-nine crimes, and counting. "No cops, no heroes, no one to stop me tonight."
As he exhaled a puff of smoke, he noticed a woman passing by the entrance of the alley. His grin widened.
The night was still young, and another victim had just wandered into his path.
Silently, he stalked her, raising a concealed butterfly knife, ready to strike from behind.
But just before he could land the fatal blow, the man froze, his senses overwhelmed by an eerie silence.
The usual hum of the city faded, replaced by a low, heavy thud - like footsteps.
Footsteps that no one else seemed to hear.
Confused, he turned away from the woman, drawn towards the sound.
He looked down the alleyway, but there was no one.
The oppressive silence now settled like a weight on his chest, making him more uneasy with each passing second.
Cha-chink.
The sound of a shotgun being racked sent shivers down his spine.
Growl.
A deep, guttural growl followed, vibrating through the still air.
The man's body seized with fear.
Slowly, he forced himself to turn, terrified of what he might see.
Two figures loomed in the shadows.
The first was a massive, armored man, standing six feet tall, clad in advanced, green power armor.
A glowing red light pulsed from his chest, and his visor hid his face behind a veil of darkness.
In his hands was a shotgun, its barrel still smoking faintly.
The second figure towered even higher an eight-foot-tall beast-like creature with a goat-like head and hands resembling a bat's.
Its exposed bones and muscle glowed with an eerie red energy.
The creature's body was a grotesque amalgamation of organic and it's body completely covered in armored, pulsating with dark power.
The man stared at them in disbelief, panic gripping his mind.
But then he remembered his quirk.
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Frostbite. This quirk allows the user to freeze anything they touch, weakening and eventually shattering their target. Deadly, though its effects only last for eight minutes, and the frost can be melted by external heat.
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