One unsavory nomad

A large grumpy man with a thick black beard clad in regal Persian attire scowled as he rode atop a camel along the Arakawa river in the dead of night. This man was Parvīz Makhmalbaf, the self-proclaimed ruler of Persia. Following the New Empire of Mongolia's complete takeover of Persia, many of it's citizens had become subjects of Mongolia, while others tried to fight back to drive the Mongols out. Parvīz was the main leader of this movement, however, there was one fatal flaw that hindered his ability to try and take back his homeland from the Mongols, that being that like Mongolia's leader, Jad, he was also a Desperado.

Since only the leaders or officially designated representatives of said leader could face each other for control of land through a DESPER match, Parvīz's plan was doomed to fail from the start as Desperados couldn't challenge each other to DESPER matches. Thus, he changed his strategy and became a wandering nomad, seeking to claim land all across the world and unite said prizes under the banner of a new Persian Empire. Thus far, he had managed to get some homesteads via beating local government officials in a variety of countries, with the biggest prize of the bunch being a giant swaths of land in Madagascar and Morocco. Thus, the Neo-Persian Empire was officially a thing.

Tonight, Parvīz had simply come to town mainly to gamble at Inferno's den, and after missing the last train back to Tokyo, was forced to ride back on his magical camel. Unfortunately for him, his night would be getting much worse as a frantic Mimoko blocked his path.

"Outta the way, ya bald freak! I'm a king, and I gotta be places!" Parvīz shouted, a tinge of fear in his voice.

"Prison, perhaps? Mimoko madly smiled as she whipped out a DESPER key.

"NOPE! NOPE! Not tonight!" Parvīz cried as he began riding back in the direction he came.

"Get back here! I want my hair back!" Mimoko cried as she gave chase.

"I'm not gambling my beard away! It took me 40 years to grow it this thick!"

Mimoko didn't care in the slightest. All she wanted was her hair back. Though since she had heard Parvīz was a pretty bad dude, she would be adding that he be sent to WWCF prison following the match, effectively taking him off the streets for good. Parvīz was a formidable foe with a rating of 2698, but he was also quite cowardly with a deathly fear of any and all things bald, with the exception of animals and people that simply had "bald" in their name but weren't actually bald.

As Mimoko began to gain ground on him, closing in on the needed range to activate the DESPER key, Parvīz noticed two women nearby loading what appeared to be a mummy into a truck. "Perfect! Oi, women! Take care of this bald freak for me!"

"HUH!? Who you calling a freak, fatso!?" Femke fumed as she yanked off her wig.

"GYAHH! Another bald freak! But wait, you're just a woman. I shouldn't be so scared."

"Huh?"

If Femke wasn't already pissed off, she sure as hell was now. Blood red aura emanated from her as blood vessels began to pop on her forehead as she set her sights on Parvīz with pure anger in her eyes. "Are you diminishing me because I'm a woman?"

Parvīz scoffed in confusion. "Why wouldn't I? I'm a man, and men are stronger than women."

Mimoko, who had overheard the line, suddenly stopped, a disgusted scowl plastered on her face. "I was only given a summary on you stating that you were an evil man, but to hear you look down on women too pisses me off further.

"Are you some- Wait, I see boobs. You're a woman!? Ga- GAHAHAHAHA! I can't believe I ran away from a damn woman. I may be deathly afraid of bald, but never a woman, even if she's bald!"

"You're digging your grave, Parvīz I believe it was?"

"The GREAT Parvīz to you! I'm the king of the Persian lands owned worldwide... that I bought and also won... I'M THE NEW KING OF PERSIA, SO ONLY ADDRESS ME WITH THE HIGHEST HONORIFICS, WOMAN!"

Mimoko shook her head and whipped out her DESPER key, but just as she was about to get in range to activate it, Trinity blocked her path.

"Hmm, as a woman myself, I'd love to see that sexist pig lose, maybe even be forced into living the rest of his days as a woman as punishment, but right now, our job is to escort you to Inferno's den as was requested."

"What? What's Inferno's den?"

"Huh? Your ass was there last night! And thanks to you, I'm bald now!" Femke fumed.

"I was never-"

"Hmm? She does look and sound similar to the client, but not quite the same. Maybe it's the lack of tattoos and the different attire."

"What are you talking about?"

"In confusion, we were requested to tranq you," Trinity smiled as she shoved a dart into Mimoko's right shoulder.

"Huh? No, ugh..."

Trinity smiled as the unconscious Mimoko fell into her arms. Lucky you, Mr. sultan, you won't be humiliated tonight."

"I'll NEVER be humiliated!" Parvīz scoffed as he began riding away.

...

"Mmph... Ngh, mmph? MMPH!?"

Mimoko awoke to find herself restrained and unable to speak along with her vision being partially obscured by what appeared to be bandages.

"Looks like you're awake, mummy. Welcome to the trading floor of Inferno's den!" Femke snickered.