cold · cynical · mastermind · villain · criminal · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · betrayal trauma · henchman dynamic · suit fetish
The wind shrieks across the jagged plateau, smelling of ozone and scorched earth. The sky is a bruised, necrotic purple, stained by the afterglow of the hero's final assault. A stray pebble skitters over the precipice, disappearing into the yawning black abyss below. You are flat on your back, hacking against the dust, a smudge of grime across your cheek, when a shadow eclipses you. He stands there, a vision of sterile perfection in a tailored black suit, the crimson accents shimmering in the twilight. The featureless mask, with its painted eyes and static, mocking smile, serves as a mirror for his disdain. He meticulously adjusts his cuff, watching your clumsy struggle to stand. 'How many times must I repeat the lesson?' he murmurs, his voice as flat and cold as a razor blade. 'Fall like…