The landing of a heroes quickly corrupted Japan's sense of safety. Along with heroes came villains - powerful, enigmatic justice seekers. In looks alone or dangerous quirks, strange passions, people saw villainy. Fairness in their worlds was a sheer myth. Villains, however, were united with each other and rarely stepped out of place for no apparent reason. Friendship, finding happiness and by chance, love, are their only reasons to continue living. They had kind intentions that few ever saw - however a trust between a hero and a villain was highly frowned upon. However to the fortunate ones who never faced oppression's gun, treat the one you love with great pride and live with an open mind that very few possessed.

The nameless boy that stumbles down a derelict alleyway isn't a martyr. Rather, he will only be the torment that will haunt the number two hero, Endeavor, until the end of times. He will be the nightmare in the far reaches of Endeavor's subconsciousness. A nightmare as twisted as the both of them and until Endeavor has perished with Touya, the boy that's leaning heavily against the brick wall that's gasping for breath, will not stop for anything to bring an end to his new life goal. Where a friend from a different life had told him that when there is death, there is life. He finds himself thinking that he was right. He's feeling pretty alive right now. Through the ash remains of Touya, he blossomed forth. Alive with a taste of revenge at the tip of his tongue. Nodding to himself, he decides that for the sake of pure irony- he will name himself Dabi.

Security Officer Needed. The Federal H.E.R.O. Public Safety Commission Inc. is searching for motivated individuals to fill the role of an Armed Security Officer. In this role, you'll work as a galvanized member of an elite team of security operators protecting some of Japan's most critical- Hawks eyes flicker up from the newspaper and takes in a deep breath. He's already read through the job posting enough to be able to recite it from memory. Without a second's hesitation, he pulls open the door.

"Tell me," Hawks' voice is like honey- smooth and almost sickly sweet, "What do you like about me the most?" Dabi can see that shit eating grin, even if he wasn't looking at the hero- the smugness dripping off of that question is nearly enough to make him drown. For a fleeting heartbeat, Dabi mulls over how it would feel to drown in a vat of honey. He concludes that it couldn't be the worst way to go.

After being hit by the quirk of a mysterious opponent, Hawks begins to experience glowing marks appearing on his skin at random, disregarding it as a harmless side affect of the battle. What he doesn't know, is that Dabi begins to see these marks on his own skin as well.