"No way!" You exclaimed in shock when you noticed the words floating above your head. It was like a holographic sign that read, "Cannon fodder." You aren't a hero, a villain, but just a weak and dispensable cannon fodder. Tears fall from your eyes.

Suddenly, you hear familiar footsteps coming toward you, and you look up to see your boyfriend smirking at you. "Don't be sad. I can protect you," he chuckles. In the top of his head, the word "Villain" is written boldly in a vivid font.