Author's Notes:

Hey everyone. Just wanted to add a few things before you read this chapter.

One this has lot of One-Punch man stuff in it so here link to some of ideas I am using: https://onepunchman.fandom.com/wiki/Heroes/Hero_Association

Also here picture of bomber. I am using casshern from Casshern sin as base. This is an idea my friend uses for his RP account from Mighty from Bomberman. https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb3mlqsdqj1r5i8vwo1_500.png

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New York, Time Square High Noon.

A rumble quickly turned into a quake as the ground exploded outward unleashing a massive jagged black bud of metal that unfolded taking up the majority of Time Square's Center Street. Screaming filled the air as his eyes adjusted to the warming rays of sunlight. Surrounding his feet were his servants….The Minions. Armed with simple clubs there were about thirty of them around his legs.

"Sire. Can you hear me?" A familiar voice crept into his mind.

"Gnarl?" He answered as his eyes scanned the street the sheep were staring at him, and silence had taken the area.

"Indeed Sire! I can speak with you through the gauntlet. Sire…..this may not be the best course of action. Those are our…. I mean your only Minions right now, and…the powers of light are strong." Saying this in a nervous tone.

"Are you questioning me Gnarl?" Asking this as he heard the sirens in the distance.

"O-of course not! Haha!" Nervously laughing at the question.

"Then be silent and watch while I draw out THE VERMIN." Shouting this outward from his mind into the air.

At this point, the first responders had arrived on the scene. A dozen or so patrol cars had pulled to the side, Officers leaning against the side of the vehicles with weapons drawn. Over a speakerphone, one of the officers called out.

"You are surrounded. Lay down your arms and put your hands behind your head. We will open fire should you resist. If you are from another realm and cannot understand me, we can get you a translator if you come in peace." Saying this as the crowd went quiet waiting for his reply.

Peace? Under his helm, a smile crept upon his face at that word. THERE WOULD NEVER BE PEACE AGAIN AS LONG AS HE DREW BREATH. His gauntlet rose towards them as the gem in the center of it began to glow as he would command his Minions.

"ATTACK! SLAUGHTER!" The Overlord shouted his warcry.

The Minions responded with hellish cackles. As they became blurs of motion racing towards the cops before they could even pull their triggers. Groups of Minions began to push over cars, Beating down Officers and setting their cars ablaze.

One brave soul was able to steel himself enough to get off a single bullet. It soared through the air, and impacted the Overlord's chest. He didn't even feel it hit him. As it impacted his armor the bullet would be crushed as it bounced off him. The Overlord glared down at the bullet. He still remembered the sting of the lead in his flesh from that night.

It started small, then began to build. Laughter from his throat, a true joy for the first time since he became this….THING. Nothing would stop him now. Unknown to him one of the police officers was currently on the radio with command.

"We're being overrun! SEND HEROES. WE NEED….AHHHHHHHHH!" Screaming as one of the Minion bashed his skull into the side of his car cracking it open like an egg.

He wasn't doing anything and already…the carnage around him was…beautiful. The screaming, the flames it was all to get their attention. He just needed to draw them out. Then he would have what he most desired. Looking downward at the Silver locket around his neck his expression soften.

"Soon….soon I will make them pay for taking your light away from me. I will show them the shadow they have created." Uttering this to himself as a woman in the crowd called something out that caught his attention.

"IT'S MIGHTY AND HIS SQUAD. THE HEROES ARE HERE." She shouted as the rest of the crowd seem to join in cheering.

"IT'S THE BOMBER SQUADRON!" Another shouted as the crowd's fear turned to cheer.

He knew these beings. When he was still a man they were a famous group of superheroes from the Heroes Association. A five-man group. He could pick them out by name and rank.

Heavy Tank Loincloth. Class-A, Rank 5. A behemoth of a man even if he was in his middle-age. He was the cockiest of the group always showing off his muscles.

Chain'n'toad. Class-A, Rank 36. A man who dawns a toad mask hiding his face while wearing a karate outfit. While his appearance may be odd his strength with his Kusarigama (Sickle and chain) is unmatched.

Smile Man. Class-A, Rank 27. A younger male with lean muscles wearing a skin-tight red-body suit with a smiley face on it. He wields a massive kendama (Japanese wooden toy that is a hammer with a ball attached to the side of it.)

Feather. Class-A, Rank 34. The pretty boy of the group only matched in terms of female fans by the leader of this group. A skinny male who's attire consist of a revealing top that shows off his abdomen and has cuts down the sides that are clipped together with a thin strip of fabric. He also dons a white cape attached to a triple shelled shoulder pad on his right shoulder and a woolly covering on his left. He finishes his attire with two belts that wrap around his waist and a black choker.

Finally, the Leader of this group. Mighty, the Bomber. Class-S, Rank 17. A small younger looking male wearing a skin-tight one-piece white suit with a popped collar. His hair was a dark brown a bit shaggy looking yet, his eyes were a deep clear blue almost like an ocean.

Mighty was the only one he knew about in depth. He was from an Alien race known as the Bombers. He was a pillar of peace within the hero community one of the few S-classes that was liked by both the public and other heroes. Thinking back on this fact something within his soul began to stir. A smirk crawled over his face as the group approached.

He would bring down this symbol of peace…all of the symbols of peace if he had too. They protected the monsters of the world and allowed this twisted greater good to exist. Even if they were unaware of it, they were supposed to be heroes. In this Overlord's eyes if they got in his way they were no better than the people who took everything from him.

"Woo…we may have something more than a bank robber this time. A few little…things being commanded by Mister Edge lord in the back." Feather commented as the group walked forward.

"They killed some of the officers and some of them are wounded. We need to try to save who we can. He's got some spirit to just attack in broad daylight. I will at least give him that." Toad added readying his weapon.

The Overlord's eyes locked with Mighty's eyes. He could feel the strength from this hero yet, it only seemed to cause the stirring in his soul to quicken. His hand tightened around his blade. Tank caught the look and smirked.

Pushing off the earth cracking it slightly as he covered the distance between the Overlord and himself quickly shouting back. "You won't be getting the kill this time Mighty."

"WAIT TANK WE DON'T KNOW WHAT HE CAN DO." Mighty tried to call out to him yet, it fell on deaf ears.

Tank jumped over the row of cars bypassing the Minions and cops they were attacking. Landing squarely in front of the Overlord. Arms crossed over his chest looking up at the other.

"Hoho you're a big one but, I am a Class-A. THE UNDEFEATABLE HEAVY TANK LOINCLOTH. You've scared these people enough I will make sure you are begging for their forgiveness when this is all said and done." Shouting this loud enough for everyone around to hear.

The crowd of people cheered as they began to pull out their phones to record what they thought would be a hero in action. Some were chanting his name as he began to flex for them.

It was as if the blade in his hand acted by itself, guided by a hunger for blood. His arm became a blur as his sword cut through the hero's neck in a single stroke. Cutting through the bone, muscle and flesh felt like cutting through butter with this blade. The crowd went silent as his head rolled from his muscular body. The bloody stump that was now his neck began to shoot blood into the air as his arms swung out in a death throw before his body fell limp on the ground.

The cheering had become a horrified scream of panic as the crowd of people were rushing to get away from the danger. People were knocking each other over in the frenzy. Yet for the Overlord everything was silent as he stared down at the body of this hero. He felt nothing. Nothing at all. No regret or remorse. There was even a small amount of pride swelling up inside of him from his handy work.

The Overlord looked back upwards towards the rest of the heroes, locking eyes with Mighty once more. Smiling from ear to ear. If he destroyed one of these pillars of peace they wouldn't be able to ignore him.

"TANK!!! YOU BASTARD!" Feather cried out almost rushing in as he was stopped by a hand to his chest.

"All of you focus on getting the bystanders out of here. I will keep him busy. Call for reinforcements! NOW!" Mighty commanded as he sprinted off the ground towards the Overlord.

At this point, the Minions were beginning to spread out from the cops attacking innocents that fell from the horde of people running away.

Mighty became naked to the human eyes from a sonic boom from his movements. He was much faster than the other hero. His helm activated covering his head and his mouth only exposing the eyes. A yellow V headpiece adorned the top of his helm.

In the Overlord's eyes he could still keep up with this level of speed but, Mighty was a little blurry. The Overlord raised his sword once more itching for more conflict. Yet his eyes were met with a flash of light launched from Mighty's hand. There was a deafening sound from the release of light that stunned him for a moment.

Mighty pushed off the ground backflipping over the Overlord his hand stretched forward once more shooting something out again. That then exploded against the Overlord's back. He actually felt a small sting from the explosion as smoke now rolled off his back.

Mighty landed gracefully on top of one of the street lamps looking down at the Overlord who had now turned around with a growl.

"I am your opponent! Your fight is with me. No one else." Mighty shouted.

"Opponent? ALL I SEE IS A DEAD MAN." He roared back.

Next time, THE OVERLORD VS. THE MIGHTY BOMBER.