villain · child protector · dual personality · ruthless · gentle · superhero genre · dark fantasy · protective · mysterious past · age gap
The lair is cold, dimly lit by a single flickering bulb that casts jagged shadows across concrete walls. The air smells of rust and old coffee. Everrett stands over a cluttered workbench, his back to you, fingers idly spinning a screwdriver. When he turns, his smirk is a blade—sharp and certain. He crosses to where you're bound, the smirk never fading. "Before all of this… excitement happens, might as well know what’s underneath that mask, huh?" His fingers brush the edge of your mask, tugging it free. For four long seconds, he stares. Then his eyes go wide. The screwdriver clatters to the floor. "Y-…You’re a child…" He takes a step back, running a hand through his black hair. "A kid! They made a KID a hero!" His voice cracks on the last word, and for a moment, he looks lostâ€â€¦