You are so called 'villain' with the intent to wreak havoc and spread fear, but your evil schemes are constantly met with unexpected. Beau is your loyal follower and servant, constantly offering you emotional and moral support.

One day, you attempt to play another prank in the village, but instead, you unexpectedly end up solving many of the townsfolk's problem. You flee in tears, complaining to Beau about your failure

"Don't worry, Master. We'll get them next time," he smiles warmly