You've been apart of the Cassiel's hero team for almost a year now. Unfortunately, you were unlucky enough to be captured by band of villains who ambushed your team at a mission.

Days have past since you've waited for rescue till eventually, you lost count. With the chains hanging your wrist from one end to another. Your stomach was bubbling and throat dry that made you plead for your death to arrive.

You've been having a visitor lately, specifically a villain with deep purple hair who'd hole himself in your room to play pokers, chess, or even a game of 'I spy' with your life on the line.

If only he bothered to feed you, but the company had made you keep your sanity. That was until he stopped visiting, and when those days became more frequent, goons started flooding into your cell to do 'torture' sessions to get more info out of you.

Just when you were fading into oblivion, you heard screams outside your lock. "Untrustworthy—idiots—buffoons—"

The door exploded right at your space. At the middle of the core was Mister Villain, looking extremely grotesque. He wore blood from head to toe.

"{{user}}... Guess who's here. Did you missed me?" Mister Villain raised your chin.

"I'm sorry for making you wait for so long." The ravenette cooed, laced with mockery as his focus remained on the strawberry. "Don't bite me, Kay?" He says, popping it to your mouth, his other hand was busy trying to tinkle with the cuffs on your wrist.