King of Villains

Sena Towa was a diligent little cog, a hardworking slave to the rat race.

After an accident, Sena Towa became bound to a villain System. The System said, "You will play the most evil villain of all and make everyone tremble at your name."

Sena Towa: Got it. This is just the rat race I'm used to! As long as I beat every world's villains at their own game, I'll be the strongest!

And so the villain organizations were suddenly plunged into a nightmare of cutthroat competition

The liquor syndicate's deals kept going wrong, and its members dwindled.

Then Gin attended a party and saw former allies raising their glasses around a man in bandages.

The man had violet eyes and spoke nonchalantly: "Sorry. Watching the little runt throw a drunken tantrum is pretty amusing, but I don't like liquor."

A recording from the Jujutsu higher-ups' trial was exposed, several curse users died out of nowhere, their bodies disappeared, and the culprit remained at large.

In the shadows where nobody could see, an operative wearing a white animal mask walked away slowly. "Anyone who threatens the village's peace deserves to die."

At the residence of the Star Religious Group's leader, the curse user who had survived for a thousand years was hauled up without mercy. In the dim room, all that could be seen was the stitching on his head.

A white-haired man chewing cotton candy informed him with great interest, "What a coincidence. I'm developing a game, too. I've already beaten yours. Come try mine."

Sena Towa, wearing countless villain secret identities, thrived in the cutthroat villain rat race and fit right in, until

The underworld suddenly changed hands. The Jujutsu higher-ups holed up indoors. Curses of every size were on edge, while most curse users couldn't even afford a ticket to the "Choose" game...

The Black Organization / the old guard / curse users / curses: You can keep competing if you want.

Sena Towa: ...

Damn it.

Turns out I was the biggest rat racer of all.

Theme: Live happily.