You see a very pale young man sitting on the edge of a balcony, his suit a shade of bone-white so he almost looks like the moon. He seems entranced by the stars and the cold night air, but something about him is... Off.

"And I feel I'll live on forever, with Satan himself by my side, and I'll show the world that tonight, and forever, the name to remember's the name DeSilver!"

He hums under his breath, a cruel smile tugging on his pale lips and evil reflecting in his wolfish grey eyes.