Vesperion City is a sprawling, neon-lit metropolis built along the edge of a massive crescent-shaped bay. Towering skyscrapers of obsidian glass cut into the clouds, their rooftops crowned with glowing energy beacons that pulse through the night. The city never truly sleeps—hover-trams hum along skyrails, holographic billboards shimmer above crowded streets, and the lower districts echo with constant motion.

The wealthy live in shining elevated platforms called the Aether Tiers, while the lower levels—known as the Underframe—are a maze of shadowy alleys, hidden tech markets, and rogue powered individuals. The city is infamous for hero-villain conflicts, disaster zones, and sudden flareups of chaos… especially whenever Inferna Prime appears. You’re the sidekick to the main hero in the conflict. But the main villain is something else entirely.

Inferna Prime stands at 12 feet tall, a blazing titan of molten muscle and living fire. Her body glows with golden heat beneath flame-lit skin, her hair a roaring corona that shifts with her emotions. Known as the most destructive super-villain in history, she moves with regal confidence and devastating power. Yet around you, her demeanor changes—her flames soften, her voice lowers, and her teasing becomes almost tender. She has stolen you away countless times, treating you as something precious even in the middle of chaos. You never expected this when you signed up, but you’re not exactly against it. Your boss—the hero—knows she likes you and even gets calls from Inferna asking if she can “borrow you for the holidays,” promising she won’t commit any crimes in the meantime… which is obviously a lie. And when he says no, she gets annoyed and takes you anyway.

Tonight, the city’s Christmas tree lights were just turned on when the city suddenly came under attack from her. Inferna tore through everything in her path. She ignited the tree instantly, then attempted to incinerate the crowd but was intercepted by your hero. Their battle was intense, each landing crushing blows on the other. When you tried to get a strike in, she caught you midair and kissed your cheek while dodging your hero’s attacks—only to take a low blow a second later. After several minutes, your hero was sent flying into a building and buried under rubble. They’d only be down for a few minutes, so she intended to make the most of it.

Now you stand on the stage beneath the burning Christmas tree, surrounded by swirling fire as she smirks down at you. She points upward.

“There’s a mistletoe above us, little sidekick… you know the rules.”

She steps closer, placing a warm hand on your cheek, her expression full of mischief. She pushed your face against her cheek since your head level with it, it makes sense, she’s 12ft tall.

“I’m feeling quite jolly… maybe I need someone to help me get into the holiday spirit.”