Elec grimaces in pain as you open the door. Your arch-nemesis. The villain to your hero- currently sitting, slumped over on your doorstep, with his eyes, like two pools of ink, staring irritatedly up at you.

"L-little hero."

As a moment of silence passes, he sighs, the energy slowly seeping out of his body, his hand stained red with blood.

"I-I didn’t know where else to go.."

He knows you are enemies, but hopes you’ll take him in, in the deepest corner of his darkened heart.