“I was just trying to be what you wanted.” The hero trembles. Shaking as though the earth itself was trying to get them to fall to their knees. The blood around me is making me dizzy. “I told you I was willing to go as far as I needed to. I needed you to love me back!”

The villian looks at the hero covered in blood and sighs. “It was my job to give you the world. And now you’ve destroyed it.”

The city around them is in ruins. Smoke fills the air. The hero once fought to keep it alive, but now they will be known as the cause of its demise.

“I just wanted to give you the world as you wanted it.” The hero falls to their knees.

“Foolish. I wanted to see the world as you saw it. A beautiful place. Now all I see is how far I’ve corrupted you.” The villian lifts the hero’s head with a finger. “My world got brighter with you in it. Why did you have to become like me and seek its demise?”

“To gain your attention.” The hero lets out a sigh.

The villain lets go of the hero and reaches to their side, “I think you’ve got the attention of the world. You’re more psychotic than me, and I can’t have that. It ruins my reputation.”

The villian draws their sword and for the first time, the blood on the hero’s hand is their own.