Overhaul stands steady, his gloves sparking with energy. Dabi steps into the purple flames, his eyes glowing with heat and strong feelings.
Dabi:
"Let me show you what family feels like."
Violet Tempest whirls behind him like a gathering storm.
Violet Tempest vs Overhaul's Reconstruction
The room shakes with a low rumble. Dust falls from the beams. Dabi's purple flames spiral around him like a storm of amethyst light, casting cosmic reflections on the walls. Overhaul advances, calm yet tense, flexing his gloved fingers.
Overhaul:
"Power without control is meaningless."
He slams his palm onto the floor.
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The ground erupts beneath him, tiles morphing into jagged spikes. The room reshapes as if alive. Pillars twist out like curling vines of stone, closing in on Dabi. Lightning flashes through the debris. Dabi smirks.
Dabi:
"Funny. That's exactly what Ren said."
His flames roar louder, purple swirling with hints of blue, gathering behind him like a dragon awakening.
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First Impact — "Violet Tempest: Break Line"
Dabi thrusts his arm forward. A focused beam of purple fire shoots out—thin like a blade but swirling like a galaxy spiral. It slices through the approaching stone pillars with ease, dissolving them into glowing particles without violence. The room fills with floating embers.
Overhaul:
"Hmph."
He raises both hands. The walls bend inward, a circle of concrete crushing toward Dabi like a giant vise.
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Dabi stomps once. Flames explode in a spiraling dome, purple fire swirling like a cyclone and forming a protective vortex. The collapsing walls crash into the flame vortex—BOOOOOOM—! A shockwave shoots out, sending debris harmlessly into the air, disintegrating before it touches the ground. The lights flicker purple.
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Overhaul rushes forward, the floor tiles shifting under his feet to speed him up. He appears before Dabi in an instant.
Overhaul:
"You're reckless."
He reaches out.
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Dabi snaps his hand up, catching Overhaul's wrist. A harmless burst of purple flame flashes, not burning, but creating a heat pressure. Overhaul's eyes widen as the flame coils up his glove, spreading like blooming flowers.
Dabi (low voice):
"You think this is reckless? This is the focus."
He pulls Overhaul closer.
Dabi:
"This was taught to me by someone who believed I could do more than just burn everything down."
The purple flame pulses, each ripple like a heartbeat.
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Overhaul stamps the ground. The floor rises, splitting upward. The force pushes Dabi back only a step. Overhaul leaps away, his gloves smoking.
Overhaul:
"So your flame is refined. Precise. Not like the unstable torrents you used before."
Dabi's smile darkens.
Dabi:
"That's right. I learned control."
He steps forward. The purple flames curl into two massive wings behind him.
Dabi:
"And I'll control how this ends."
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They charge at each other—
• Overhaul riding a surge of shifting concrete
• Dabi engulfed in swirling purple fire
They collide in the center of the room—BOOOOOOOOOOM!!
A whirlwind of:
• violet flame spirals
• stone shards suspended in midair
• shockwaves that shake the entire base
• purple trails streaking across the darkness
Heroes watching from a distance see the purple glow lighting up the corridors. Mirio skids to a stop.
Mirio (shocked):
"Purple flames?! What— is that Dabi?!"
Midoriya stares in disbelief.
Midoriya:
"That fire… is so controlled… almost like a trained technique."
Aizawa grits his teeth.
Aizawa:
"Impossible. Villains don't train each other like that."
But the truth stays hidden.
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Dabi forms a massive violet flame in his palm, the light swirling like a nebula.
Dabi:
"Overhaul, this one's for him."
He swings his arm. Purple fire explodes outward in a crescent wave. Overhaul braces himself, and the screen turns white.
A New Power Enters the Battlefield
The room still glows white from the clash. Dust settles. Overhaul lowers his arms, breathing heavily. Dabi stands firm, the purple flames still swirling like a nebula behind him.
Then the temperature drops.
Not cold.
Not hot.
Just still.
Everything goes silent. Even the flames on Dabi's body freeze for a moment.
Overhaul's eyes widen.
Overhaul:
"What—? Your fire stopped…?"
Dabi appears confused as well. Purple embers drift from his fingertips. Then suddenly, they twist violently into something darker. A single spark falls from his palm and hits the ground silently. The floor beneath it turns pitch black.
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A flame rises from that spark. But it isn't blue or purple. It is black. Pure black. Absorbing light instead of giving it. A flame that doesn't flicker, but devours its own glow. The purple fire recoils from it like it's alive. Dabi stares at his own hand.
Dabi (shocked whisper):
"…Ren… this is—"
He cuts himself off instantly.
Overhaul tenses.
Overhaul:
"That flame… that's not normal. Not human."
The Black Flame grows taller, taking the shape of a spiraling pillar. Its edges shimmer with faint purple outlines, like Dabi's Violet Tempest compressed into darkness.
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⚡ WHAT THE HEROES SEE — PURE CONFUSION
Far down the hall, the heroes freeze. A deep black light radiates from Overhaul's chamber.
Midoriya:
"What IS that?! That's not Dabi's fire!"
Mirio:
"Black… flame? No way—fire can even do that?!"
Aizawa's voice tightens.
Aizawa:
"Stay alert. That power isn't familiar."
He stares at the black glow and for the first time, Aizawa looks genuinely confused.
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Dabi lifts his hand again. The black fire spreads across his arm, swirling around him like a shadow cloak. It hums, a deep, echoing sound like distant thunder.
Dabi (breathing shakily):
"…I didn't think I'd ever use this. Not unless I needed it to protect something important."
The flame pulses once, and the entire room ripples like water.
Overhaul steps back.
Overhaul:
"What is that technique?!"
Dabi's voice is calm, unusually composed.
Dabi:
"A lesson. A final one."
He closes his eyes briefly. For a moment, a memory flashes in his mind, a shadowed figure (Ren, never seen clearly) showing how black flames are born when control surpasses rage. A hand gesture. A stance. A focus of the mind. Dabi opens his eyes again, reflecting the black fire like obsidian mirrors.
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DABI'S NEW MOVE — "UMBRAL LOTUS: FIRST BLOOM"
Dabi spreads his arms.