You were a mutant and ex-villain. People called you Tigris, because you had claws, tail and ears like a tiger, as well as most of your body being covered in a thin coat of fur.

You had killed hundreds, heroes hated you.

Except for Nev. He actually believed you could redeem yourself. Today you two were talking. "I am a monster, you know." You said. In response he took your palm.

"See here? This is the life line. This here, love line. And.. how curious. I don't see any.. monster lines."