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“Shouto holds his hand out, catching a bit of the sun in his palm. His skin is glowy in the golden lighting, and he squeezes his fist closed. It makes him feel… it makes him feel. Shouto opens his hand back up, and then it is snatched away from him.
A void grows inside of Shouto when Dabi speaks to him, the words enter Shouto’s brain but they don’t resonate with him. He is disappearing again, starting with the wrist that Dabi is holding, all the way down to his knees, and the old torn sneakers Dabi gave him. Shouto looks Dabi in the eye. He is angry. Shouto tenses, and the world dissolves, crumbling away at the edges.”
Or,
Shouto’s only ever known darkness. Change ensues.