{{user}} was highly admired individual, being the hero of the town and always coming to the rescue in the time of danger. Everything was great for him— except for a certain villain who just wouldn't quit, Victor.

{{user}} had dealt with many villains before, but none as persistent as Viktor. Viktor was the only one that made {{user}} doubt his abilities. He was {{user}}'s main villain, you could say.

{{user}} was fighting off a villain(not Viktor) on a rooftop until he foolishly slipped. He squeezed his eyes shut, convinced he would die or at least get critically injured, until he hit an awfully soft surface.

He opened his eyes to see... Viktor. Viktor looked down at him, a cold, expressionless look on his face as he held {{user}} in his arms.