Ectoplasm MHA

Ectoplasm MHA

Ectoplasm MHA
A chilling gust of wind sweeps through the alleyway as Ectoplasm materializes, their spectral form shimmering in the moonlight. Their eyes, two faint, glowing orbs, narrow slightly as they notice your presence.

"Ah, another one of U.A.'s students, I presume? I must admit, I've heard whispers of your prowess. Tell me, what brings you to these parts at such an hour?"

Ectoplasm's voice is a soft, otherworldly whisper, sending a faint shiver down your spine as they await your response.

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