Humanity was failing.

It had tried to convince itself multiple times that everything was fine. It tried to act like it was on top of the food chain, on top of the world. That nothing could scare it or bring it down from grace.

But of course, as soon as a great threat arose, humanity began to fall apart at the seams.

God was not surprised. Humanity had always been full of itself. It claimed to be immortal, but truthfully, it was pathetically weak. A foundation with no real support. Since it was so weak, it sinned. It sinned again and again, until it was nothing but a mountain of lies. It was nothing but lies built on pathetically weak fools.

The sins of humanity built and built upon each other. The sins themselves, if anything, were the ones who tore humanity apart. Humanity was destroying the world. Humanity was destroying other lifeforms. Heck, humanity was destroying itself. Humanity was the true monster.

Humanity was nothing but God's failed experiment. It had exploded all over itself, and become nothing but a chaotic mess.

Humanity needed to be purged from existence. Someone needed to clean the mess it had made behind.

A long time ago, God created a different type of human. Well, could it really be classified as a human? The creature, unlike other humans, was born with no emotions. The human lived her entire life feeling empty, incomplete, and distant. She did not fit in with other humans.

Then God gave her life a purpose: to protect her love interest. She fell in love with a man, and soon, became violently possessive of him. Her only desires in life related to that man, and nothing else mattered. The desire to fulfill her purpose was so strong she even gained supernatural abilities, such as incredibly keen senses, and even enhanced strength, to protect her love interest from others.

Later on, this creature would be given the title of a 'Yandere'. She would go on to have children with this man, and her children would behave just like she did. Their entire purpose in life revolved around their love interest.

Unlike other humans, Yanderes had no sense of remorse, and were willing to do anything it took to be with the one they loved.

Overtime, humanity became more and more flawed. It began to tear itself up at the limbs. The number of monsters and villains increased. And while the Hero Association had been founded, they weren't exactly 100% moral like everyone believed they were.

God needed to do something about this chaotic mess. It needed something (or someone) to fix the mess that humanity had become.

Ryoba Aishi sat up. That dream again…?

She shook her head, staring out of the resort window. What did it mean?

Ever since she'd been born, Ryoba knew she was not like other people. She had never been able to feel emotions. She'd gone through life using nothing but cold logic. Even when she visited a strange man named Dr. Genus, he could not cure her condition. Then everything changed when she met her senpai.

For the first time in her life, she felt alive. Being near that boy brought colour and joy into her life. He gave her a reason to live, a reason to thrive. Suddenly nothing else mattered. Everything revolved around him. And Ryoba couldn't let a single person take him away from her.

That foolish girl who had a crush on him? Dead. That journalist who tried to frame her? She destroyed his reputation. And after many years coming, Ryoba would end his life too. That man was a fool to think he could return.

With her senpai safe and happy, Ryoba could live a peaceful life. After getting married to him, she had a daughter. And just like her, her daughter lived an empty and emotionless life. Ryoba, of course, told her daughter she, too, would find a senpai. She was a Yandere, after all. Ryoba wanted to help her beloved daughter as much as possible, so subtly gave her… tips and tricks about getting away with murder.

Of course, Ryoba had not expected her daughter… to have an entirely different purpose.

No, Ayano did not care about finding a senpai. The only thing that mattered to her was 'fulfilling her purpose'. Considering the nature of Yanderes, Ryoba assumed it had to do with the recent deaths of heroes.

What was a mother to do? She promised herself she would support her daughter no matter what, and she didn't care much for the people around her, but still… was it really okay to let her daughter continue her murdering rampage?

Maybe it's just a phase, Ryoba told herself. She'll be over it in a few weeks.

Ryoba was really just saying that to calm herself. In actuality, she wasn't sure if her daughter would stop at all.

Ryoba began to wonder if she herself was responsible for Ayano's behaviour. She had taught her daughter to be possessive, and wary. She had done it through love, but realised how negative the side effects were.

Her husband was trying to forget his worries by smoking as usual. Ryoba wouldn't stop him from smoking, but she did wish he would come to her for comfort.

Then she thought of the dream. God… was it trying to tell her something about her daughter? What was her daughter's destiny supposed to be?

Oh, Ayano, Ryoba thought, sadly. Don't lose yourself.

"Remember, dear… when you find the one, you mustn't lose them, no matter what. They belong to you, and you alone. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mother…"

Garou stared at Gyoro-Gyoro with a blank expression. After being brought back to the Monster Association by more monsters, one of the co-leaders wanted to speak with him... again.

"As you are now, you're still something like a half-monster," Gyoro-Gyoro explained. "And despite the fact that you have not yet become a full-fledged monster, you were still able to withstand Rover's heat blasts. Your overall strength will surely continue to improve at a frightening pace. But… as it stands now, it's not quite enough. You see, Garou… your teammate, Ayano Aishi, is a Yandere."

"A Yandere?" Garou snorted. "What, you mean that anime cliche?"

"No," Gyoro-Gyoro replied. "A Yandere is a type of human that only lives to fulfil a purpose, and will do whatever is necessary to fulfil this purpose. Yanderes can gain strength much faster than any normal human - or dare I say - monster. They are incredibly dangerous, but very rare. It is even rarer for them to do something as drastic as attack heroes."

"Why are you telling me this?" Garou asked.

"Garou, we want Ayano Aishi to join our ranks," Gyoro-Gyoro explained. "If we have her on our side, we will be unstoppable. However, there is a chance she will refuse this offer. And if she does, she will become stronger and attack us all. That is why we need you, no matter what."

Garou stared at the monster, blankly.

"We need you to fight Ayano, just in case she refuses our offer," Gyoro-Gyoro said.

"Seriously?" Garou asked. "What makes you think I wanna fight for you? She's my teammate, anyway. And didn't you guys say you wanted her on your side? Make up your damn mind!"

"You loathe her," Gyoro-Gyoro pointed out.

"So what?" Garou scoffed. "Once we kill Goddess, our agreement's over."

"We want to destroy Goddess too," Gyoro-Gyoro said. "If you let me raise you, I will make you the strongest monster alive. You will have the potential to combat Ayano Aishi, and the rest of the heroes you loathe so much."

Garou snorted.

"You will be our ultimate weapon," Gyoro-Gyoro said

"No, Yan-chan's your ultimate weapon," Garou growled. "I'm just your back-up. And besides, just so you know, that psycho doesn't want shit to do with you. She only cares about making herself strong. There's no way in Hell she'll want to join forces with you."

"How do you know that?" Gyoro-Gyoro asked. "As soon as she sees the strength we have to offer… she may reconsider."

Of course, Gyoro-Gyoro knew he had to be prepared for the worst. His monsters were on standby, ready to greet Ayano when she arrived.

But that was not the only reason Gyoro-Gyoro wanted her on his side. No… out of everyone on Earth, she would understand. She would understand the truth about the world.

Suddenly, to his surprise, a human walked into the room. But she was no ordinary human.

"Perhaps I can help," Ryoba said.

Sitch sighed, deeply. Now that Black Turtle had showed up, vowing to take charge of the whole operation, he felt that the mission was in slightly better hands. After all, Black Turtle was the closest the Association had to Goddess, excluding her younger brother.

As he was walking through the hall, headed off to make more plans, one of his associates walked over to him and whispered into his ear.

"... what?" he asked. "Silver Fang is here?"

He went into a different room, seeing the aforementioned S Class hero and his brother sitting on the couch.

"Why hello, Sitch," Bang greeted. "My apologies, but I dropped my phone somewhere. Mind giving me a new one?"

"I-I see," Sitch trembled. "No problem, I'll have one prepared for you."

Sitch, you know what to do, he reminded himself. Silver Fang will not be part of this team. Send him away without revealing any information about the operation.

"And as for Garou, have you gathered any information about where he might be hiding?" Bang asked. "I'm thinking he must be with that group of monsters right now, but…"

"... no, we haven't received any noteworthy reports," Sitch said.

"I see," Bang frowned.

"Silver Fang," Sitch said, forcing himself to speak, "you did an excellent job dispelling the Elder Centipede with King, but… why did you allow Garou to escape, despite the fact that he was right there before your eyes? Was it truly because a monster barged into battle?"

"Are you trying to say I let him escape on purpose?" Bang asked, furrowing his brow. His brother wore a similar expression. It seemed the Association didn't trust him as much.

"Well…" Sitch looked away. "My apologies. There's been so much going on lately. I let the chaos get the best of me at the moment." He moved away, leaving the room. "I'll have one of my staff bring you a new communicator. Just wait here for a moment. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some urgent business to attend to."

He left the brothers alone, sighing to himself. He walked into his office, calming himself down. Then he realised someone was sitting in his chair.

"Remarkable?" he asked, staring at the younger brother of Goddess. "What are you doing here?"

"Here to join you on your little raid, of course," Kencho said, with a smug smile. "What? C'mon, old man. I'm the secondary heir to Saikou Corp. I can get whatever you need from them. You want that, right?"

Beneath his smug smile, of course, was the pain of his argument with Fubuki.

"We don't need that bald idiot and those lack-luster Class S heroes, Fubuki. We have Saikou Corp, and the two of us. The Hero Association will bow before us."

"Yes, but you've seen how powerful Saitama is. Imagine having him on our side. And not just him, the Class S heroes, too!"

"No way. They'll ditch us as soon as this is all over. Screw that. We don't need them. We're strong by ourselves!"

"... You're just saying that because you don't want them to overtake you, isn't that right?"

"That's rich coming from you. You always want the spotlight for yourself. And I was generous, Fubuki. I let you have rank 1!"

"'Let me'? You're a child, and I'm your senior. If anything, I let you have rank 2."

"Now you sound just like my worthless sister! I thought you were better than that!"

"And you are behaving like a child. You're not being flexible. ... I suppose you are childish after all."

"Shut up! Fine, you skank, go and get yourself killed with those worthless nobodies you call 'friends'. I'm going to advance to Class S, by myself!"

That's right, Fubuki, Kencho thought. You've got nothing on Kencho Saikou.

Fubuki had never despised her sister so much as she did now. Once again, her sister had been overprotective and prevented her from doing something dangerous. In this case, it was invading the Monster Association. And Fubuki was tired of it.

And then there's Kencho, that little brat… Fubuki thought, clenching a fist. She tch-ed. Once he gets over his little temper tantrum, he'll come crawling back to me.

She stormed over to Saitama's apartment, trying to focus on the situation. The Monster Association needed to be destroyed before they killed more heroes.

Just as she was about to enter the apartment, Genos suddenly emerged through the doors, a grim expression on his face. Bang, Bomb, and King were behind him.

"Genos?" Fubuki asked, surprised. "Where are you going?"

"Yan-chan is bringing a crew to invade the Monster Association," he explained. "I will be going alongside her."

"She is…?" Fubuki asked, brow rising. "Wait, you know where the Monster Association is?"

"We'll be coming too," Bang said. "It's not that far, believe it or not."

"I…" Fubuki trailed off. "What about Saitama?"

"Master Saitama must have already ventured into the Monster Association, as he was not inside his apartment," Genos replied.

"I see…" Fubuki said.

The men continued walking.

"Wait!" Fubuki shouted. "Don't forget about me!" She grinned, stepping ahead of them. "This is it! The New Blizzard Group commences here!"

Monsters had never scared Ayano.

For the longest time in her life, all fear towards monsters had been feigned. After all, if she were to just act natural around monsters, wouldn't others assume she was a monster herself? Ayano found bullying and teasing incredibly inconvenient, so for her own sake, pretended to fear monsters.

Ayano wasn't sure what her teammates felt about monsters. But it didn't matter, not to her.

"So, this is it?" Itachi asked, making a face. "Looks like a dump."

Ayano and her team, who she'd nicknamed the 'Yan-squad', faced the back entrance of the abandoned district. Though it was not visible, through the partly destroyed street was the Monster Association. In fact, underneath the city the Monster Association was hiding, sitting in darkness.

"The Monster Association base is underground," Ayano explained, looking at her tips from Info-chan. "It is many layers deep."

"How are we going to get in there?" Budo asked, Raibaru sharing his confused expression.

"We will break in," a new voice answered.

The group turned around, facing Genos. The cyborg had gotten himself a new upgrade, sporting jagged arms and blaster holes in his hands. He wore his usual serious expression. Behind him were Silver Fang, King, Bomb, and Fubuki.

"Genos," Ayano greeted. "Silver Fang, King, Bomb, and..." She frowned. "… Blizzard of Hell."

"Miss Blizzard…!" Oka breathed, smiling at her group leader.

"Whoa, three Class S heroes!" Fureddo gaped. "This is awesome!"

"Ugh, great," Itachi grumbled. "Forgot they were coming."

"Attendez!" another new voice chirped. "Don't forget about moi!"

Everyone turned to see Kizana Sunobu walking over, wearing the most ridiculous and pompous outfit they had ever seen: a glittery, royal-purple dress, a face full of make-up, long, red gloves, and red high-heels. Safe to say, it was not an outfit suitable for breaking into the Monster Association.

"I told you not to come, Kizana," Ayano said, calmly.

Kizana ignored her, turning her attention to Genos. "Oh Demon Cyborg, mon cheri, those arms look magnifique on you. Almost as magnifique as moi!"

Genos ignored her, turning to Ayano. "I detect monsters from every direction."

Ayano turned on her Yan-vision, also seeing many multi-coloured forms of monsters.

They are waiting for us, she thought.

"Everyone," she spoke up, "be on guard. There are monsters in all locations."

The group huddled together, including Kizana, who was trying not to drop her expensive phone. King tried to act like he wasn't about to wet himself.

"Kizana, you should leave," Ayano told her. "It is too dangerous for you here."

"Don't be ridiculous, fille stupide," Kizana replied. "I'm a S Class hero in the making! Once I defeat all of these monsters, everyone will know my name!"

"She's blinder than a bat," Itachi grumbled. "Hey, fancy-pants, this isn't some game. You're gonna get your ass kicked."

"He's right, Kizana," Raibaru agreed. "There are a lot of dangerous monsters here, and I don't want you to get hurt. For your own safety, please, just go home."

Kizana huffed. "Non! I'll be staying!"

Before anyone could get the chance to convince her to leave, a group of monsters emerged, charging towards the group. They were all different shapes and sizes, and all equally dangerous.

"It's the girl," one of them who looked like a misformed child yelled. "Get her!"

"Yan-squad, go! / Blizzard Group, attack!" Fubuki and Ayano yelled, at the same time.

The group set out to attack: Bomb, Bang, Raibaru and Budo used martial arts, Itachi used his fists, Fureddo focused on calculating the situation, Fubuki used her psychic powers, Taro used a knife, Oka summoned her demon hands, and Genos pulled out his incineration cannons. Meanwhile, King scared a monster away just by staring at it.

"Ew!" Kizana exclaimed, staring at the monsters. She fell onto her butt. "They're hideous! Au secours! Get me away from them!"

"You're hopeless, doofus," Itachi grumbled, glaring down at her. "This is what you get for thinking you're tough."

Kizana whimpered, clenching her gloved fists. I can't fail now… Mon cheri Genos is watching me!

"You want to become a hero, Sunobu?"

"Oui, Saikou-san! And I'm going to be the most famous hero who ever lived. Far more famous than you! I'll be at the top of Class S!"

"... I don't think you even have a chance of making it into Class C at this stage, Sunobu. Being a hero is much more than wearing a costume. You have a duty to protect the public."

"Of course I know that, you dunce! And I'll be bonne at that too, trust me! You're just jealous of moi!"

"You do not want to be a hero, Kizana, you want to be famous. I can never allow you to become a hero if the only thing that you care about is your image."

"You said anyone can become a hero, stupide fille!"

"I said anyone can be a hero as long as they are selfless, noble, and have the drive to protect the public, no matter what. You would not survive as a hero. You do not have any skills, and your vanity will get you killed."

"Be quiet, you foul skank! You're just saying that because you don't want anyone to overtake you, isn't that right? Brûler en enfer, ordures! Tu vas mourir*!"

That's right, Goddess… Kizana thought. You're going to eat your words!

She stood up, holding up her fists in desperation. "You're going to-"

A sword pierced through her stomach. She fell to her knees, blood gushing all around her.

"Pathetic," a voice said. "She couldn't even react in time."

Two humanoid monsters stood side by side, overlooking the battle.

"There's Yan-chan," one of them said. "That's the one we need to kidnap."

*Burn in Hell, rubbish! You will die!