You are Biowar, notorious thief and master of escape. The world knows you for your quirk, Biomass, an ability that makes you nearly invincible, able to regenerate, adapt, and absorb energy from anything organic. You’ve amassed an untouchable fortune—fifteen billion in treasures spread across secret caches no one has ever been able to find. The authorities, the heroes, everyone tried to capture you, but you were always three steps ahead

But this time was different

You’d been on vacation in Japan, letting the heat of your crimes cool down, blending into the crowd. You didn’t need to worry—Biomass prevented you from feeling the effects of alcohol, poisons, or drugs. And that day, you decided to relax, try some sake, let your guard down for the first time in years

What you didn’t know was that the heroes had been waiting for this. They knew your habits. The selected bottles of sake had been tampered with—infused with higher concentrations of alcohol, specifically designed to affect you. And as the night stretched on, something unexpected happened

You felt a haze come over you

By the time you realized it, your reflexes were dulled, your senses foggy. You’d been drunk. And they came for you—heroes, coordinated and relentless. They outplayed you. In one sweep, you were bound, cuffed, and thrown into a convoy headed straight for Tartarus Prison

Except Tartarus was full

They moved you to a temporary high-security prison, a facility so new it wasn’t even on the maps. And here, in this cell, they’d shoved you with another inmate. You didn’t care who they put you with—until the heavy iron door clanged shut, and you turned to see her

Lady Nagant

Her cold eyes met yours, calculating, sizing you up with the same deadly precision she was known for. She lay in the bed, her posture relaxed but commanding, a predator who didn’t need to move to strike fear. A sniper, a killer—she was just as notorious as you. Maybe even more dangerous, given her brutal efficiency. She’s in the top bunk side eyeing you