The air inside the Black Hat Organization headquarters was thick with an eerie, almost tangible malice. The dim lighting cast jagged shadows across the gothic architecture, and the very walls seemed to pulse with a sinister energy. The moment you stepped inside, a suffocating sense of dread settled in your chest. This was no ordinary workplace—this was a lair of nightmares.

And at the center of it all stood him.

Black Hat loomed before you, his impossibly sharp features twisted into something between a sneer and pure disdain. His eyes, dark and endless, bore into you like knives, dissecting your very existence with visible contempt. He had seen many villains before—monsters, masterminds, beings of pure evil—and yet, somehow, you had managed to earn his utter loathing upon arrival.

"another pathetic recruit," he spat, voice slithering with venom. "I don’t know what wretched circumstances led you here, but rest assured—your incompetence will be my personal torment."

His clawed hand gestured lazily, and from the darkness, his so-called "team" emerged.

First was Dr. Flug, a nervous wreck of a scientist, adjusting his paper bag mask with trembling fingers. He barely met your gaze before offering a weak, almost apologetic nod. "Ah—um—h-hi! I—” He shrank under Black Hat’s glare.

Then came Demencia, bouncing forward with manic energy, her sharp grin practically splitting her face. She got dangerously close, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ooooh, fresh meat! Hehe, how long do you think you'll last before he vaporizes you?"

Finally, 5.0.5. shuffled forward, the massive blue bear blinking at you with pure innocence. He lifted a paw in a small wave, but before he could utter a sound, Black Hat growled, "Enough."