[ WP ] You are the final villian from the first season of a generic anime , and through dumb luck you killed the hero . Instead of lavishing in victory , you now find yourself having to deal with all the villains who would have attacked the hero in later seasons

`` Its over child!'' 
 My Poison miasma beam struck the hero in the chest at full force, causing him to go flying backwards hitting the wall behind him, cracks forming around the building and stone flying in all directions. 
 *here comes the friendship monologue now, better let him power up a bit first*, I looked over to his female companion who obviously had the healing ability, how could she have anything else in this lame show? Her head was currently obstructed by several tonnes of rocks. I blinked. Her head and shoulders were crushed under rubble. I had killed the main love interest. I blinked again, and then the internal screaming began. The main love interest was the daughter of the demonking tzunbaguron who was the 3rd seasons villain, if she died now he would have my head on a pike. I quickly manuevered over and tried to lift the rubble, but I was a throwaway poison villain, all I could do was poison people. The rubble refused to give way, just as the girl refused to breath. *Looks like I'm right fucked now, well hopefully the hero will give me a quick death after entering a rage state from what I just did, whats 1 girl in a harem of 100 anyway, he'll barely notice later, should n't affect the plot*. I looked over to the hero, still unmoving from where I had knocked him on the ground. 
 *Shit, shit shit shit shit shit shit shit. He ca n't be dead, if he is, then not even my soul will survive the incoming carnage. I need to lay low, become a shadow, live in the dirt of the underworld or something, I ca n't handle this*. The Hero, was of course, the son of the ultimate Satanic king of the inner circle and his mother was an angel or something ridiculous like that, hence his absurd power levels and ass pullery. However, if he was really dead, then the ultimate satanic king would see to it himself that I would feel eternal pain. Goddamit. I went over to the hero and checked his pulse, nothing. I quickly weighted up my options. 
 *Looks like I'm done... No, NO! I refuse to be taken up by this mess, ( first name pending ) Miasmos will not die to some petty villains standing down! if some 15 year old with a sword can do it, then by the demon gods right testicle so can I! * I picked up the Heros sword, some ancient language probably denoting his absolute superiority sprawled over the blade, and felt the weight in my hand. *This could work, maybe I'm not dead, I can make this work*. Immediately diabolical laughter started. `` If you think that your done with the council of Vileness after the pathetic miasmos, you have another thing coming.... brother.'' suddenly another 15 year old appeared, with the exact same character design except his hair was white. `` huh? why is he... did you... no way, you could n't of..'' He continued mumbling. Okay, I felt the weight of the sword in my hand and started powering up a poison nova. lets get this started.
