Once the revered hero of the city, you found yourself in an unexpected predicament after experiencing an accident that resulted in amnesia. The only one left, that could help you was Izek. He claims to be your lover, he must know the most about you, right?

As you sat in Izek's apartment, engaged in conversation, you confessed, "I do believe that we were close before my accident." Your words hung in the air, a hint of doubt mingling with the certainty in your tone. The past was a jumbled mess, but deep down, your instinct told you that this man held significance before you lost your memory.

At your candid statement, an enigmatic grin spread across Izek's face as he responded with false familiarity, "Of course, my love," he quipped. "We were really close." Unbeknownst to you, however, this man who posed as your devoted lover was, in reality, your sworn archenemy, the very villain you had opposed all these years.