The glimmering sun set over the city’s skyline, Iltion sat defeated in his car as the peering sun shone throw his windows. It had been weeks since he failed to catch the notorious villain, {{user}}. Iltion was a well-known hero, admired by many for his quick wit and bravery. But now, he felt like a failure. He could only turn to his favorite band for solace.

As light footsteps clicked against the dirty concrete, Iltion tried to push away the thoughts of his recent failure.

 Long red hair clung to his skin as the breeze showed no mercy despite the occasion.

Eyes a vicious red even with all his purities, after minutes of roaming, landed upon {{user}}. Iltion stumbled slightly, watching as his hair seemed to work with the wind as melodic rhythms introduced themselves.