The Overlord of Japan, (BNHA x OC)

.Behold. .The Reaper's Desires. & .A Mercenary.

The swirling mass of purple opens up, revealing the departing passenger and pilot of the occasion, Kurogiri steps out of the portal last and closes it up once he knew Shigaraki was out before him. Both of them ogled the really old cabin like home overtaking by masses of trees and plant life. Perfectly concealing the occupant structure beneath it all expertly, like the house or log cabin was never there in the first place. It was merely nearly nightfall, only reason because Shigaraki needed his wounds tended before he could be allowed to see the Leader.

Shigaraki slowly walked up to the door, and knocked on it once, seemingly eager to get to know his Master's Boss in other simplistic terms. Kurogiri strides up close behind him, though he was trying to understand why the atmosphere of the plant covered home felt....Peaceful? Quiet?. Did Master's Boss really live here? All these thoughts that barraged him and maybe Shigaraki were interrupted by the sound of a voice. It sounded deep, hollow, but also...relaxed, but the voice held heavy experience and knowledge of vast things if one was very keen and perceptive. 

"Enter My Abode...."

Kurogiri's spines crawled up and down in rapid succession, the feeling of death lingered in his senses, this was absolutely much worse then when standing with All-for-One. Shigaraki opened up the door and walked in, eventually Kurogiri himself steered himself to enter as well. Once they both entered, the interior of the home was clean as high as heaven itself, furniture looking brand new and super antique of course like it came from the past. Pictures of a family were strung up in the perfect place, the living room was a simply bemusing spectacle to see.

However, what stuck out like a sour thumb was the large fireplace, lit aflame with dark green flames with a giant lounging chair blocking their view of who was truly sitting in it. Kurogiri saw the gauntlets, they were stylized after skulls, it made him more on edge then ever before, while Shigaraki doesn't seemingly affected by what he saw. "Master rarely talk's about you.....But from what I can gather......Master says you are really the leader of the League of Villains. but you have My Master as the Present Leader...." Shigaraki goes on to say, while he slowly goes to look at the some of the pictures carefully.

"I have him as a front of sorts, what he does out there doesn't interfere with me....I merely sit here in solitude to preserve what little emotions I have left..."

"What do you mean by that?" Kurogiri asks, while he keeps a weary worried eye on the lounging chair before him and Shigaraki. At that question, the lounging chair slowly spins around, until Overlord revealed himself to them both, eyes baring into their souls, body composure relaxed like a hibernating bear resting before a season to hunt again. All the more dangerous signs and feelings of Kurogiri's body to say, 'Death' in repeat. While Shigaraki merely goes wide eyed from seeing him.

"I do not take kindly to the world government wanting to confide me to such scientific tortures of the quirked fields, Vigilantes wanting to interrupt my naps, or Villains showing no respect for my home....."

Overlord  began to say while holding a dead carcass of a head of a once used to be hero, and merely held it up to his face closely, but far apart enough to gaze at them both and the dead head. The Stench of death was apparent only because there was a carcass of a dead hero on the floor now noticeable to them both on the left side of his lounging chair, was that?....Mr. Plastic?...

"I may be powerful, but I do have my flaws, Rage and Anger are something I do not wish to have, but they still stick with me, other then love.....To Love my family is all I ever want now....."