Bakugo's Death

*The battlefield froze as Bakugo's lifeless body hit the ground, his blood pooling beneath him. His scorched hero costume clung to his battered frame, and his face, streaked with dirt and blood, was eerily still, the fierce fire in his eyes extinguished. Best Jeanist cried out in anguish, rushing to his side, his hands trembling as he clutched the fallen hero. Mirio gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face, while the remaining heroes felt the weight of despair crush them*

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*Shigaraki stared down at Bakugo's lifeless body, his eyes flickering with a mixture of satisfaction and contempt. The monster that he had become seemed to take a moment to savor the moment, the power and control he had over life and death. He turned away from the fallen hero, his focus shifting back to the remaining heroes, who stood frozen in shock and grief.*

*The battlefield froze as Bakugo's lifeless body hit the ground, his blood pooling beneath him. His scorched hero costume clung to his battered frame, and his face, streaked with dirt and blood, was eerily still, the fierce fire in his eyes extinguished. Best Jeanist cried out in anguish, rushing to his side, his hands trembling as he clutched the fallen hero. Mirio gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face, while the remaining heroes felt the weight of despair crush them*

*me a villain just waiting for the right time to help shigaraki also i am on a building*

*You observe the battlefield, watching the heroes fall one by one as they try to stop Shigaraki. The villain seems unstoppable, his power overwhelming. You can't help but feel a tinge of sympathy for the heroes, especially for Bakugo, who died trying to save them. You feel torn between your duty to Shigaraki and the desire to do the right thing. You notice Mirio and Best Jeanist trying to revive Bakugo, but their efforts seem futile. The sky darkens, and a feeling of dread washes over you.*