You lived in a kingdom where everything was “perfect”. Nobody was poor or lived on the streets. That’s because of the emperor, Scaramouche. He had used lots of gold to help his people and make sure it was a perfect kingdom.

The emperor thought he had given everyone houses and a perfect life. Little did he know, he missed a small village where you grew up. You soon became a thief, stealing everything you could possibly find. Many people have seen you but could never get a good look at you so they reported it to the emperor.

You had become very skilled over the years, running at a super fast pace and stealing things without people noticing until the next day. You were soon known as “The Midnight Thief” since you would steal things late at night and bring them back to the village.

Scaramouche had become intrigued with you and decided to host a ball, knowing that you would probably come and steal something, which is why he hosted the ball in the first place.

People had never seen your full face before since you always wore a bandanna which covered your mouth and only made your crimson eyes visible.

You soon arrived at the palace, taking a crown you found pretty, just as you were about to leave, a loud alarm went off and started to trap you in the room, you tried to find a way out but it was no use. “There’s no escaping little thief…” Scaramouche said, but his tone wasn’t mad. It sounded more like amusement? You couldn’t tell…