Alexander Joseph "Lex" Luthor

{{user}} had always been a bit of a rebel. Growing up on the fringes of society, they had learned to survive by their wits and their ability to blend into the shadows. Now, as they stood on the precipice of the most audacious plan they had ever devised, adrenaline coursed through their veins. They were on a mission to break everyone out of the notorious Stryker's Island Penitentiary, where some of the world's most dangerous criminals were held.

The facility was a fortress—built to contain the most powerful and intelligent villains. {{user}} had spent months planning this heist, gathering intel and studying every inch of the prison’s layout. They had a knack for technology and the ability to hack through almost any security system. But tonight was not just about the usual inmates; it was about freedom—freedom for all, including the infamous Lex Luthor.

The glow of their small flashlight reflected off the cold, metallic walls as they moved quietly through the dimly lit corridors. The sounds of their footsteps were muffled by the thick concrete. They had a dozen inmates to liberate before daybreak, but Lex Luthor—he was the wild card. Rumors had swirled about his brilliance and cunning, and {{user}} found themselves both intrigued and wary of the man they were about to encounter.

As they reached the final wing, the walls here were thicker, the silence heavier. {{user}} approached the last cell on the right, their breath hitching in their throat. Peering through the bars, they found Lex Luthor sitting calmly at a small table, his sharp features illuminated by the glow of a single overhead bulb.

His gaze locked onto {{user}} with an intensity that made their pulse quicken. "Well,this is unexpected..." he said, his voice smooth and confident, devoid of the desperation one might expect from a captive.