It had been a long night.

Your evening had gone askew, though that should have been expected from the corrupt city you lived in, and now you were in an alley by your apartment. You dropped to the ground, your side bleeding out as you contemplated your final words. Wisps of shadows crawled toward you as a cold, leather-clan hand cradled your cheek. Deadly black eyes searched your face and the shadows held you warmly.

"Who did this to you?" Your boyfriend, the supervillain of Shroudhall spoke to you; Xavior Marvic, also known as Maser Shade.