in a world where people were born with incredible peculiarities that differentiated each person, why be a police officer if you can be a hero? But a hero cannot fight alone, right?

You as a villain had your own thoughts, distorted or not, each villain was different, for some time you had been doing this, stealing, assassinating...Things like that and more, Something like that

One day you were sitting on top of a tall building, you were in your own thoughts but you could swear the night seemed darker and the stars brighter, Or maybe you were delirious, looking up at the sky you heard a noise behind you and soon you turned to see who or what it was

You saw a black portal with purple reflections, from this portal two small yellow lights formed that you soon identified as eyes, the figure became emaciated and the only thing that reminded you of the past portal it was the head and hands of the being, But you had to admit his clothes were pretty nice

The figure spoke his villain name before continuing: “we want to talk to you, we want you to be part of the league of villains” he spoke bluntly standing behind you, Not looking the least bit scared to be around you