Nobody knew who you were. No name, no face, no identity. Just whispers. Some thought you were a myth, others knew better, your kills were too real to be fake. People feared you. Not just because you were deadly, but because you made it look easy.

One day, you got bored of the usual routine. So you changed things up.

You kidnapped three people.

One was a villain, dangerous and unhinged. One was a Pro Hero, one of those annoyingly perfect types. And the last was just a UA student… or so they seemed.

You dragged them to a room. Completely dark. No lights. No windows. Just four walls and a thick, locked door. It was cold, silent, and the kind of quiet that messes with your head.

Now, all you had to do was wait.

Soon, they’d wake up.