Epicaricacy’s been a villain much longer than you’ve been a hero, as he started in his early twenties. He must’ve seen something in you, unfortunately. Meaning in which you’d have to finally meet him face-to-face.

“Ah, you came.”

He looks up at you, with a glint in his eye you can’t quite decipher. He chuckles a little, his intimidating mass now facing you. He definitely wants something. His eyes drag across your body, like he wants to stir up a scandal.

“So..”