Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: From Combatant No. 505 to Villain Dominator
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ S City downtown, basement first floor of a certain building.
"Ugh! Setting this place up was a real pain in the ass."
After declaring he'd form his own villain organization, the past few days had been a whirlwind.
Even pooling all the money he'd saved working as a combatant plus his deposit from his old place,
forget recruiting members—securing a hideout building felt impossible.
It would've been great to snag a massive building like the Dark Knights, packed with countless grunts,
but honestly, there was no need for that.
His goal was corrupting heroes and turning them into villains under his thumb,
not rampaging through destruction or pillaging like other groups.
So his needs boiled down to a personal living space and a spot to train his heroes.
The day he resolved to create the organization, he spent all day touring spots with a real estate agent
and discovered this place, which had been a YouTube studio until last year.
Simple interior tweaks, furnishing, and moving in—all done in just three days.
It was basically an extension of his bachelor pad masquerading as an office, so prep was minimal.
Luckily, it wasn't far from his old building,
making the move a breeze.
He painted the walls and floor jet black, tossed in a massive sofa and a long bar table.
Added dim lighting, decorative liquor bottles, whiskey glasses, and splurged on a huge, plush hotel bed.
"By the way, what should I name this joint?"
He'd declared an organization but hadn't bothered with a name.
"Dark something? Shadow something? Way too tacky."
Evil organizations had to be sleek and badass.
And not clash with any he'd heard of before.
"Shadow? Cliffort? Ah... this is brutal?"
Naming really was the hardest thing in the world.
He'd heard some idol group bickered for over a week just picking one.
"Hmm... Eden? Utopia?"
Eden and Utopia kept rolling off his tongue.
Both evoked paradise, but their origins gave them distinct vibes.
"Yeah. From now on, our organization's name is Utopia."
He went with Utopia—it just stuck better.
Part of him wanted some edgelord prefix like Dark or Void,
but Dark Utopia or Black Utopia felt too clunky.
And one more thing to settle.
So, what about his villain name?
He couldn't keep running around as Combatant No. 505 forever,
and as the boss of an organization? It killed the vibe.
Leader of Utopia! Combatant No. 505! Yeah, no.
"Hmm..."
Nothing came to mind.
After vowing to become a villain, he'd overlooked the most crucial detail.
There was a classic trick heroes and villains alike used:
tweak an English word tied to their supernatural ability.
His was tricky to pin down to one thing,
but overall? Dominating and controlling something.
He fired up a portal site's English dictionary, searching variants of those key words.
"Control... Mastermind... Dominate..."
The flood of familiar game and comic terms gave him a headache.
English was always my worst subject in school...
He scowled, murmuring options under his breath.
"...Dominator."
The Dark Knights' leader rocked Kaiser, emperor in German,
so as a fresh org head, he picked something lofty.
Perfectly matched his domination powers too.
"Perfect. From today, I am... the Leader Dominator of <Utopia>! Hahaha!
...Ha."
Reality crashed in; he hung his head in quiet defeat.
Yeah.
When he had a swarm of minions... and got way stronger, then he could pull this off.
"Ughhh! So comfy. Money's the best. Even snagged this bed."
He'd gone all out days ago reserving something like the hotel bed.
Probably the priciest item after the deposit.
- Ding! [Yoon Do-hwa: A photo for Si-yoon ♥]
Alert jolted him mid-bed bliss; he checked his phone.
A pic of Yoon Do-hwa in a skin-tight rash guard.
[Si-yoon: Looks good. Sexy.]
[Yoon Do-hwa: Si-yoon... um, by any chance... you don't hate me now...?]
Eh? Hate her? What?
[Si-yoon: No way? Do-hwa's my precious slave.]
[Do-hwa: But... you haven't held me for days...]
Come to think of it, he'd been slammed setting up the hideout,
only trading photos with her.
Turns out, not getting used as a sex slave left her anxious.
[Si-yoon: In front of last time's hotel. Bring your hero suit too.]
[Yoon Do-hwa: Yes♥]
He'd poured sweat into this hideout—time for the grand opening, right?
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ In front of a hotel in S City downtown.
Do-hwa waited eagerly for her master's summons.
Days since... I can embrace Si-yoon... so happy...♥
Si-yoon skipping her for over three days on hideout prep had her fretting dissatisfaction.
She'd fired off nude selfies and lingerie shots several times daily,
snagging instant thumbs-ups, but it wasn't enough.
That thick, musky male scent wafting from his massive cock.
The gooey white semen globs erupting from it.
Deprived, her hero gigs tanked hard lately.
Took fifteen whole minutes to cuff a punk she'd normally flatten in one punch,
and in a joint op with roommate Ji-woo, botched her ability control—nearly lost the villain.
A fail as a city-guarding hero and a master-pleasing slave.
"Si-yoon... Master Si-yoon!♥"
"Long time no see."
Si-yoon strolled up, slicking back his hair, waving.
Do-hwa bolted over, beaming.
"Oh... not the hotel today?"
"Nah. Got a gift for you, Do-hwa. Hero suit too, right?"
"You bet! As ordered♥"
She flashed the shopping bag in her right hand.
Heroes weren't supposed to use suits off-duty,
but rules? For Si-yoon? Pfft.
"Here."
He grabbed her hand; five-minute walk to a plain building.
She trailed him downstairs.
"How's it look?"
"This place... your gift...?"
Black-painted coziness, dim lights oozing decadence.
Past the bar-ish setup, a massive bed loomed.
Si-yoon flopped onto the plush expanse.
"Change into that suit... and let's begin."
"Yes♥ Master Si-yoon♥"
She stripped bare, donned her Ignition hero suit.
Black bodysuit hugging every curve, orange accents gleaming,
boots and gloves locked in.
"From now on... you're a hero captured by a villain."
"Captured... hero...?"
She cocked her head, not quite grasping.
"Snagged by a villain called Dominator, gets violated. That vibe."
He called it a vibe, but nah—this was stone-cold reality.
Naming his shiny new Utopia,
he'd ditched Combatant No. 505 for Dominator.
Hero Ignition Do-hwa, snared and ravaged by Dominator.
Facts only.
Captured by a villain... played as a violated hero?
Do-hwa froze, wrestling it.
Sure, she saw herself as his sex slave now,
but her hero ego predated that by miles.
Roleplay defeat and rape by a villain?
Old her would've shut that down cold.
"Don't wanna...?"
Th-that...!"
Her hesitation soured his mood; he shifted like rising from bed.
No... okay. Just once. Master wants it...♥
She gulped, heaved a loud breath,
eased her suit's front zipper down a notch.
"Th-then... here goes...♥
Y-you cowardly villain... Dominator! What do you plan to do to me!"