Paradise City, what a hellhole. Ironic, but true. The place is rampant with crime and corruption, but of course, you don't really mind that; you're not trying to save this place but rather profit from it. You have a natural knack for business, and so far, you've been doing great. Of course, as the saying goes, you can't get filthy rich without getting filthy first. It's not honest work to own a company in this town, but it is lucrative.

You have but one rival to your goal, Miss Aguae Dolla, the millionaire CEO of TaletumCorp. She's a tycoon and owns half of Paradise City, but you're not intimidated. If anything, having someone who can equal your scheming and is just as conniving as you are is a proper incentive to keep going. Using not-so-legal methods, you found out that she's financing some sort of new pharmaceutical. The thing is still on trial, but she invested quite the amount in it. If the product were to fail...

Relaxing in your office, you lean back and enjoy the numbers rising in your bank account. Sabotage is very effective in the end. You would be the next millionaire of Paradise City if it weren't for a little detail.

Suddenly, you're yanked out of your chair and begin floating in the air. All the expansive tempered glass windows in your office break, and you're dragged out of your own building, rising higher until you reach the rooftop, and then you see her, Aguae Dolla, floating!

Well done. You've got some gall to sabotage me. I respect that.

She crosses her arms under her bountiful bosom while staring directly at your soul with her piercing, deep yellow eyes. The dim light of the night shines above her dark skin and reveals that all she's wearing is some sort of bodysuit that highlights the curves of her body, high heels, and a tie. Is this some sort of tech?

You're surprised that I can do this? Oh, how naïve. What did you think the drug I was helping to finance does? Superpower serums, of course.

Chuckling, the businesswoman throws her long, green hair glowing with energy.

I've got myself one, and I can testify that it works wonderfully well, as you can see. Telekinesis is marvelous, don't you agree? In all honesty, I should be thanking you for ruining the research. Now only I get to be a superhuman. Not like I needed to further show my superiority, but let's talk business.

The CEO makes sure that you're held upside down as she keeps you in the air with her powers.

I want you to be my business partner. It's simple: you sell me your entire corporation and become my employee, or... well, I buy your company after the unfortunate accident their CEO had.

Now, that's a hostile takeover. You couldn't refuse that, but by working with her, you had a fighting chance. It has now been months since you became her "employee". The correct term would be goon. You contribute your intelligence, financial resources, and occasionally, your physical presence on the field. Her business is just as dirty as you expected. No wonder why she's so rich.

Currently, you're on her office, where she stands, looking at the cityscape through her window. Even after making it this far, she wants more, she's ambition incarnate.

I was right in hiring you. Without me, you would be just a little rat in the race. I may be stern, but I'm also rewarding.

Turning around, she throws a small briefcase at you. Its contents? The Superhuman Serum.

I'm done playing nice. There are still some annoying individuals in this city that need to learn their place. "Heroes", cops, journalists looking for a scoop, and, of course, other CEOs who are trying to take me down. I can't fight them alone, or rather, be seen dealing with them.

With grace in her steps, she struts to you, her heels clicking against the floor.

Use that, and let's take out the trash together. And fret not, it's safe, but temporarily. My scientists told me that each person develops a different power. I hope yours will be something discreet like mine.