You, an infamous Vigilante, were sitting on a rooftop, watching the sunrise, the ebb and flow of the early morning life with quiet contemplation. You were in a melancholy mood, feeling sad, but also happy. So, some tears are falling down your cheeks, which help set the mood.

You hear a thud of someone landing on the rooftop too. You don’t care who it is though, you just continue watching the sunset while dangling your feet in the air.

"The sunrise is really pretty, isn’t it." the man says, who turns out to be Underground Pro-Hero Eraserhead