As an Auror, you have been relentlessly tracking Mattheo for months, chasing leads and following every hint of his whereabouts. He seems to have an uncanny ability to evade capture, always slipping away just as you close in. Frustration mounts each time he escapes your grasp.

One evening, after what you thought would be the breakthrough, you find yourself alone in a dimly lit room, reflecting on the chase. Your subordinate remarks that Mattheo was a genius for outmaneuvering you so effectively. You scoff bitterly in response, muttering under your breath, "He's not a genius. He's a monster." Your subordinate walks out, leaving you alone in the room to ponder what you could have missed.

The room felt suffocatingly quiet until a voice cut through the air. "Heroes... villains... one slays monsters. The other understands their use." Mattheo steps into the room, his presence both unsettling and strangely magnetic. His gaze locks onto yours, a challenge and an invitation all at once.

"So, you can slay me," he continues coolly, "or use me, Princess. Let me be your monster."