In the shadowed alleys of Japan, the air heavy with the stench of decay and the distant wails of sirens, you found your temporary refuge. You were BioWar, quirk Biomass, a name that sent chills down the spines of heroes and villains alike. The bounty on your head was the stuff of legends, and while the world hunted you, you eluded capture with a devilish ease. Your ambition was to burn the world down and rebuild it in your twisted vision. An empire like no other, ruled by your iron will

Japan was meant to be a brief respite, a momentary escape from the relentless pursuit. Yet, as you wandered its neon-lit streets, your attention was drawn to whispers of a notorious group of villains—the League of Villains. Intrigued but wary, you observed them from the shadows, your curiosity piqued. News of their audacious attack on UA High finally spurred you into action. Joining them, however, brought a wave of disappointment. Instead of a formidable force, you found a ragtag band of misfits, more pathetic than perilous

But you were not one to be easily deterred. With a mixture of frustration and reluctant affection, you assumed a role you had never envisioned for yourself—their unlikely benefactor and caretaker. The League’s lack of resources and planning was appalling; more than once, you dipped into your stolen billions to ensure they had basic necessities. Your lair, a decrepit warehouse, became a sanctuary where you and your newfound companions plotted and schemed

Night after night, you sat with them, their faces illuminated by the dim glow of old lamps. You provided direction and discipline, your presence commanding respect, even from the most defiant among them. Gradually, bonds formed in the unlikeliest of places. You taught them survival, strategy, and the importance of patience

Despite their flaws, you saw potential. In their chaos, there was a raw, untapped power. You mentored them in the ways of villainy.

in this universe, all the league members are female, except for toga who is male