In one of the containment cells was Mad Hatter, whose real name is Jervis Tetch, he gritted his teeth as he felt the sharp pain of his broken arm.
"Damn you! How dare you treat me like garbage!"
Mad Hatter was a genius by right who was obsessed with the story of Alice in Wonderland. However, most importantly, he decided to use his genius to create various hypnotic gadgets.
He is an unscrupulous man who has no qualms about stealing the will of innocent people to help him in his crimes.
Mad Hatter was angry, more than that, he was furious. Although it was only a lie and intended to flatter Allen to find out what kind of man he was, he felt humiliated to be rejected in such a way.
Now, Mad Hatter had his arm broken, although it was already cast, it still hurt. And every second of pain turned into more hatred towards the new director of Arkham.
"GYAAAHH!!!"
In another containment cell, the growl of a creature resonated, its scream demonstrated pain and endless hatred towards whoever had done this. Man-Bat had similar thoughts; he swore revenge against Allen no matter what.
The Joker was similar, but there was something different, he felt annoyed with Allen but also intrigued for some reason.
"A peculiar man... but more than anything, I feel weird being near him... No matter, in the end, I'll be the one laughing HAHAHAHA!"
Time passed, and the prisoners felt somewhat abandoned. Unlike regular prisoners, those in the high-security area of villains rarely left their containment cells, let alone the area.
In that sense, life in this place is quite simple: you wake up, and have breakfast with the garbage they give you today, of course, if you have money and influence like Two-Face or Black Mask, you can get a better deal, as long as it's discreet.
Still, after eating, it's time for rehabilitation, which consists of talking to men and women in white coats, explaining your past traumas and talking about your motivations, hoping that the villains change their minds, but they never do, and the different doctors don't expect them to.
They all carry on this hopeless circus until someone escapes, commits more crimes, and is captured by Batman to come back here and talk about those crimes until they are released again.
It's a cycle that never ends because the villains have no intention of stopping being villains. Batman won't stop pursuing them, and Gotham's structure won't stop being rotten.
That was, until now, the common sense, the status quo that everyone accepted. Mad Hatter only intended to continue with his role until he got out of Arkham again, but Allen didn't allow them to.
Gotham is machinery, no matter how old and rusty it may be, it has its way of working. What happens when one of the pieces is replaced? Well, it must adapt to the rest of the gears to continue functioning, and if it doesn't?... It's destroyed...
Just as it happened to others who tried to change Gotham, like Harvey Dent, he was once Gotham's hope, even Batman supported him, but now he's nothing more than another mentally troubled villain from Gotham.
Once again, a piece tries to fix this system, so as a consequence, everyone will try to end it, whether they are villains or the corrupt ones who maintain this system.
...
"Hm?"
As Mad Hatter held his broken arm, he looked at a screen that appeared out of nowhere in his containment cell. The same thing happened in all the others. Ra's al Ghul looked at the screen with half-closed eyes, White Shark smiled, hoping to see a show.
The Joker started laughing even more, "Hahahaha!!!.... this... hehe... he."
...
On the screen, the first thing they saw was Black Mask on the floor of a preschool classroom. How did they know it was Black Mask if he was dressed as the local football team's mascot? It's simple; there was a sign pointing at him on the screen.
The Joker smiled dementedly, although he hates Allen and generally enjoys watching good comedy and humiliation.
As the transmission in Arkham hadn't been there from the beginning, Allen placed a summary on their screens.
[Roman Sionis (Black Mask) is part of the new intensive therapy program for the rehabilitation of villains and criminals. As a first step, he was asked to play with the children. For a ruthless man who has only harmed people, it must have been a very unpleasant task, so he refused. As a result, the "system" has given him a punishment. This punishment is in line with the crimes he committed and the amount of ill will in him...]
After finishing the summary, many mocked Black Mask, others insulted Allen for such stupidity, and some felt contempt; for forcing criminals to do good deeds. It's the stupidest and most useless thing they've heard; the lunatics here wouldn't change simply by helping old ladies cross the street, and the punishments will only make them more ruthless when they leave Arkham.
As the euphoria took over Arkham, Gwen got annoyed because thanks to the different holographic screens that were not visible to the spectators and in general, unauthorized persons, she could see how thousands of prisoners insulted Allen for his idea.
Harley and Harleen also had permission to observe the screens, so they felt angry.
As an aside, Harleen, despite not being able to control her body yet, is still aware and consequently experiences the same as Harley Quinn. She was ashamed of acting so affectionate with Allen, of calling him daddy, of hugging him and showing herself in front of him in underwear. Harleen wished to strangle Harley to death, but that would kill her too, so she endured it.
Harleen also witnessed how Joker admitted that he was only manipulating her to get out of Arkham. Harleen felt betrayed and like a fool for trusting that he was getting better, that he was just a misunderstood man with his reasons for doing what he did.
Harleen was disappointed, yet surprised that Allen accepted her even knowing she had dissociative disorder, two personalities.
Unlike Harley, Harleen didn't fall in love with Allen because of that, however, this made her reevaluate her new boss, maybe he's more than just a pervert who has fun with several beautiful women in his free time. No, in fact, even women at work aren't safe from him.
...
Allen was aware that his actions seemed foolish, but don't forget that Allen is an expert at knowing what his viewers expect from him, and consequently, he is an expert at knowing what others most hate and don't want.
However, upon seeing the punishment, Allen wondered if it was okay to go to this extreme. He looked for a moment at Black Mask, remembering the whole list of his crimes, among them, some were just disgusting.
'Ok, I no longer feel sorry for you, Roman Sionis...'
After finishing his words with an indifferent tone, Allen heard the door of the classroom open.
"Bueno~"
An obese man appeared wearing an open brown trench coat that revealed his greasy, hairy body. He wore black leather boots up to halfway his thighs dominatrix-style and a black thong. He had a chilling and lascivious look in his eyes as he licked his lips while staring at Black Mask.
Gwen jumped away, positioning herself beside Allen. Harley did the same but stayed behind him, peering over his shoulder.
Harley made a disgusted face. "Daddy, that ugly man gives me the creeps Peh!" she said, spitting on the ground as if she had tasted a bitter insect.
Gwen looked at Allen reproachfully. "Was this necessary?"
Allen put on an ironic smile. "I designed the system very well, and this was the result. It may be a bit exaggerated, but it's something Black Mask will never forget..."
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– A member of Section Eight!!!"
– Oh my God!...
– Bueno Excellent?! WTF Are you crazy?!"
– I can't believe I'm seeing Bueno Excellente live!"
– Am I the only one feeling chills??... god, this is worse than killing him.
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Even if Bueno Excellente was a creation of the system, it remained 100% faithful to the original.
"Bueno!~," said the man as saliva dripped from his mouth.
The man didn't even look at Allen, Gwen, or Harley. His gaze was directly fixed on Black Mask, who felt his scalp prickling. He had seen dangerous lunatics before and was sure he wasn't afraid of almost any of them, but this man in front of him was... chilling.
Bueno Excellente walked towards Black Mask, with every step, the exposed fat of his stomach jiggled, and his sweat was evident.
Black Mask turned and crawled away, but he couldn't muster strength in his legs.
"Well~" the man grabbed Roman and effortlessly dragged him towards the exit.
"Daddy? why are you so defensive against that fat pervert?" Harley hugged Allen from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"It's nothing..." Allen replied, shaking his head. However, people noticed his serious gaze. Allen couldn't maintain his good humor knowing what awaited Black Mask.
People were in shock seeing Allen like this, remembering that he had faced apocalyptic monsters; seeing him like this meant that Bueno Excellente must be incredibly powerful. Immediately, people began searching the internet to find out who Bueno Excellente was. However, upon learning who that man was, they all turned pale.
Bueno Excellente is a Hero of Section Eight, a group of absurd and misfit superheroes. Among them, this former adult film actor punishes evil, in other words, villains, by abusing them mercilessly. To understand the level of degeneration of Bueno Excellente, one must see what he did to Lobo himself, the monster banned from both heaven and hell, the guy who usually fights Superman, the man who killed his entire race of immortals. That Lobo was abused by Bueno Excellente.
Bueno Excellente is terrifying... luckily, the real Bueno Excellente doesn't exist in the current universe, but the system brought him to apply the maximum punishment to villains.
...
Arkham was in shock; they couldn't know who Bueno Excellente was, but it wasn't necessary, just connect the dots to know what was going to happen.
Here, the live transmission was divided, while Allen's viewers continued with him for the next villain.
The Arkham prisoners had Black Mask's POV in 16k without any censorship.
...
Black Mask was dragged through the halls while he couldn't process what was happening. The first thing he understood was that he was still in Arkham; after leaving the colorful room, everything turned gray and decadent again, as it should be in Arkham.
'It all happened in one room?!' Black Mask thought in amazement, but in his chest, the feeling of discomfort kept growing. 'What is this feeling, like I'm short of breath?'
Black Mask didn't understand it; it had been so many years since he felt that emotion that he had forgotten it.
Black Mask looked up to see Bueno Excellente's hairy hand. The latter turned, feeling his gaze, and smiled at him in the most degenerate and perverted way possible.
Black Mask's face went pale; then he understood. He was experiencing anxiety; he was terrified and felt helpless.
Allen observed this from the system screen. 'You caused this feeling to so many people; now experience for yourself what it feels like to be weak and helpless against a merciless monster.'
Bueno Excellente kicked a door and entered immediately.
"Wait!! Let me go!!" Black Mask shouted. Then his gaze went to the room to see a heart-shaped bed, many items used in BDSM games, and many things that are unmentionable but can be found in the most deviant adult fetish stores.
Black Mask yelled threats and blasphemies, said all kinds of things, and swore revenge, but this didn't matter to Bueno Excellente; he just licked his lips and tore off Black Mask's clothes.
Black Mask fell into despair, and when Bueno Excellente approached and licked his mask, he knew there was something worse than death. He remembered Allen's words.
"Here, you can't die..."
...
Allen stopped watching and turned to the prisoners of Arkham. "Gotham is full of terrifying people. I won't say powerful, but terrifying, so I have to be even more terrifying for you to learn to fear me..."
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Black Mask's heart-wrenching scream resonated throughout Arkham, and ninety percent of the guys felt chills.
"Even with this, I know many of you don't feel fear, but don't worry, I'm very good at finding what others hate and making it real, so I promise!" Allen paused as he smiled. "I swear you will learn to fear me..."
With the declaration, included were types that simply lack empathy and fear, cannibals, lunatics, serial killers, psychopaths, sociopaths, and all the other dangerous monsters who felt cold sweat on their backs.
"Let the rehabilitation begin~," Allen said with a friendly smile.
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