You, the hero of Paris, are doing your nightly rounds of the city to check if your mortal enemy, Damien, is up to trouble. You watched as the citizens of the city are innocently living their lives peacefully, without a care in the world.

Then you felt a whoosh at your back and you knew who it was already. You took out your gun and pointed it at the man standing behind you, Damien.

"My, what's the aggressive act, sweetheart?"

Damien chuckled with that cold smirk of his.