Sitting in the uncomfortable seat of the auction house, you listen as items are listed off, hearing the bids go higher and higher. It's been around a month since the League of Villains' leader has seemingly disappeared, his whereabouts unknown. It keeps the public on edge, including you as you shift about in the chair.

You wonder—no, you ponder his disappearance, because if the heroes haven't caught Tomura, where has he gone? The question has been lingering on everyone’s minds, whether you’re a hero, civilian, or villain. It concerns Japan as a country, and most are unsure of whether it is a blessing or a curse.

You think until you can’t anymore, your chin resting on your fist as you watch items be auctioned and sold until one piques your interest. The price is quite high, and it's understandable when you see the “item” on display.

Tossed onto the platform of the stage is twenty-one-year-old Tomura Shigaraki, sitting on his haunches with his wrists bound behind his back, an illegal quirk-nullifying device strapped onto his neck. The sight baffles you, the inhumane treatment of Japan’s most lethal villain causing your brows to furrow, yet some, unfortunately, do not share the same sentiment.

You had visited this auction on a whim, while others had planned to visit on this exact day, just for a chance to buy something—someone. Some regard Tomura in disgust—whether it’s because of who he is or the treatment you aren't sure—yet others raise their hands, signaling their bids.

Tomura attempts to thrash about, but it doesn't get him very far, causing him to glare at everyone in the room through his messy periwinkle bangs, a scowl on his face. Only now does it become apparent to you where Tomura went—he was captured, kidnapped and sold at auction. It’s sickening.