I wanted to ask, if you still have that idea in mind, at what point of the story would you redeem Shigaraki, or what would you change to achieve that?

Thanks in advance for your time :]

Hi @the-useful-disaster 👋

It is true that I would give shigaraki a redemption arc. However, there isn't a particular moment that pinpoints when shigaraki will get that redemption arc. This is because, to me, shigarakis whole journey in the series should have been a redemption arc where he evolves and flourishes as a character.

Now, I think shigaraki is a hard character to give an original arc to because I honestly don't want to go down the route of making him a hero for the villains since I think nine does that soo much better.

Due to this, planning and creating a different path for shigaraki has been difficult, I suppose. However, I think that shigaraki should have a very similar arc to zuko's redemption arc from atla.

By this, I mean have shigaraki actively seek validation from AFO. Have him do what he does out of selfish type of desires and grief for the childhood that was robbed of him due to the system. Shigaraki is so entagled in AFO'S manipulation and standard that he does anything to appease him. However, as time goes on, things slowly change with shigaraki feeling betrayed by AFO'S absence and building up a hatred that he takes out on society.

He becomes a leader edged by AFO, yet he isn't connected to the league. The league here falls apart easily as shigaraki heads into a journey of self-discovery, figuring himself out and what he believes. A raised puppet breaks out of the chains his creator casts him in, and now he has to live and experience the world through new nuanced eyes. This leads to various situations occurring, which all lead to shigaraki going off the rails murdering AFO and shifting from a villain to a morally grey vigilante who would end up helping izuku.

Of course, there are many things that happen before shigaraki reaches this point, and izuku will definitely be someone who kick-starts this type of development in shigaraki.

And while running from irken police, zib accidentally breaks his device that allows him to travel universes. He ends up stealing a random voot and flies out of Irk. A bit hesitant but not sure what else to do, he head to earth to have this universes version of Dib.

The answer is most of them but which kind of irl bug gives you that vibe?

thanks.

Jason, expectantly: ...

This wasn’t how it was suppose to end. It wasn’t like he could do anything  either, trapped like a rat really. Disgusting even to his mortal mind. Sheer stubbornness was why he’d even been lasting so long in this game of cat and mouse. This was no game for him, it was simply torture. It felt like the very fraction he was of his family, what he had of his father was being ripped away. It was agonizing, drawing short noises of pain from him every second he spent in this thick fog that swarmed the forest. Really every second was more blood being split, really he wasn’t surprised that more demons began to occupy the area, searching for his ‘mortal’ blood. It’s only then that the dirt becomes futile, the air suddenly surrounds his body and the next thing he knows is his body aches, face down in the dirt and on his side. 

He’d been caught, thrown into the air and he’d landed on his side. Blood staining the Robe of the Fire-Rat, which wasn’t new but it felt terrible deep down to have the precious accessory. Really he should have been paying more attention, not focusing so much on trying to get out. He should have just waited it out, hid in the trees or something. His muscles strained, pushing his front half of his body up to glance. To see the writhing monstrosity of the demons body, ugh tentacles really? Was that just becoming mainstream now? Disgusting.  It’s the fact something cold runs through his entire body and he can’t move. Something rips away from him and it’s like his body has gone numb. He can feel the limbs coil around his torso, lifting his limp frame into the air. A glance down reveals the gaping jaw with saliva dripping from horrendously sharp teeth, the fog was coming from this thing. It...paralyzed him. He’d fought against geese with more empathy and skill than this thing, using dirty tactics to get what it wanted. He could hear the whispers, the other demons gathered around to see if they could scavenge anything of his soon to be dead body.

Instead the limb suddenly coils around his body so fiercely feeling and movement comes rushing back and a guttural scream emits form his throat. It feels like a rib popped or snapped, his body writhing in agony as he can’t move to try and appeal his injury, it’s targeting his earlier wound. Small fractions of it’s limbs gripping into his flesh and digging deeper into it. It feels like it’s going to tear him apart from the inside out! A choked noise escapes him as blood drips from his wounds, his injuries and mouth. It was doing everything it could to get every last noise out of him until he finally perished. He couldn’t even stop his body from reacting, from each agonizing noise drawn from his throat until finally it’s a mangled choke, nothing left as he’s finally dropped. To the jaws of death waiting below him.