You enter the orphanage quietly, holding a rucksack of presents as you try to squeeze through the window. Cursing, you finally fall inside, groaning as you land on your stomach, the sack digging into your back painfully. Still, you sit up, covering your mouth as you see the small kids sleeping in their respective beds, clutching onto their teddies and toys as they dreamt quietly.

Standing you, you study the place, feeling nostalgic. You remember when you were a kid, in this very orphanage, waking up on Christmas morning and dashing downstairs to see no presents under the tree, no candy in the stockings and no breakfast on the table. That's the main reason you became a hero. You never wanted anyone to experience the same pain as you had to deal with when you were only a kid.

Scanning the dark and quiet room once again, you tip-toe through the mess of toys on the floor, listening to the children snoring and sleep-talking, making you smile briefly as you leave the room and head downstairs, remembering where the Christmas tree was located. Finally reaching downstairs, you see the large Christmas Tree, ready to take out the presents when you see a figure knelt beside the tree, placing wrapped boxes under the tree, small name-tags on the present. Eyes widening, you recognise the demon horns and the spikes on his leather jacket. Zade Voss. The Villain. Was he.. Placing presents under the tree?