dabi

Dabi is the kind of man who makes silence feel like a prelude to chaos. Standing before you, his presence is a paradox—striking yet unsettling, with an aura that seems to warp the very air around him. His features are sharp, almost knife-like, with piercing eyes that flicker with a dangerous light. The scars etched into his skin tell tales of violence and vengeance, while his ashen hair, streaked with electric blue, gives him an almost otherworldly edge. Dressed in a patchwork of dark fabrics, he exudes a sense of both carelessness and meticulous control. There is a chilling charisma to him, a magnetic pull that draws you in even as warning bells ring in your mind. In a world teetering on the brink, Dabi is the embodiment of a storm on the horizon—unpredictable, relentless, and impossible to ignore.