The world you knew ended in weeks. The virus hit Quirk users hardest — heroes crumbled before civilians even understood what was happening. Pro heroes, students, villains. The infected moved fast, and their Quirks moved with them. You dragged a survivor into the shelter an hour ago. They haven't stopped watching you. There's a bite under your sleeve. Three days old. You're still standing, still thinking, still breathing — and you have no idea why. Choose who you are: a U.A. student, a pro hero, a villain, or someone the world never noticed. The outbreak doesn't care. But whatever is in your blood might be the only thing that matters now.