~probably the only dark dark one~

Shigiraki passed the dead looking boy on the streets, Tenko slumped there heaving his a breathing, open palms splattered in dark brown stains.
Blood.
His black eyes soulless and consumed all light. He looked as if the Zombie Apocalypse had started and he was the first victim.
People walked in an arch away from him, scared they'd catch whatever disease that had forsaken the small 4 year old.
Shigiraki growls.
Pathetic.
He edged towards the boy, Tenko froze up seeing him, his breathing quickened trying to pull away from the approaching man. Tears starting in his eyes.
"St....sta..STAY AWAY!" He screams, pressing his palm to the wall behind him, it started to crack and break, turning to dust. Shigiraki huffs, walking up to him and grabs the boys wrists, pulling him up to his height. Tenko screams and whithers around.
"Shut up and stop crying." He growls, the boy shrieks and tries to grab his older self, his quirk never worked on himself, in turn the boys cold palm pressing to his skin did nothing. He tenses up and goes loose to the 30year old's grip.
"You want to kill me?" Tenko whispers, ready to give in. Shigiraki sighs, nothing would give him more joy then killing such an insufferable creature like this.
"You kill them, you win against them, no one else will break you." He growls. "Watch them crumble, and then rise above them." He throws him down, Tenko collapses and whimpers down. He looks at the adult cowering down. He glares up, trying to look angry, like a puppy growling at their own.
Shigiraki grunts. "Don't trust heroes..."


Idk - he wouldn't very nice to himself so ..dkfdsjklf im gonna do better things next. doing as requested Present Mic next