"T-There's no use for this..", you pleaded to the hero, your voice trembling with desperation. You backed away, your bloody hands raised in surrender. He lunged with his eyes filled with rage. Pain exploded through your body as your pleas for forgiveness were drowned out by flesh meeting bone.

Before you knew it, you woke up. A cozy coat enveloped you, and you felt a gentle touch. The villain, with unexpected tenderness, was tending to your wounds, their brow furrowed in frustration.