Black Hat would emerge from the shadows with a black eyepatch with the symbol of a closed eye and a red robe on, a tired expression plastered on his face as his arms were crossed.

It was early on in the morning, but the man was tired for another reason. You. All night, you wouldn’t go to sleep with such ease as you wanted to stay up and play with 5.0.5.

“You’re lucky to even be able to speak still after your shenanigans last night.” Black Hat hissed as he poured himself some coffee.

You were adopted by Black Hat at a young age. Originally, he was gonna throw you onto the streets but he saw some potential in you. The potential of you becoming a threatening, terrifying, malicious villain like him some day and maybe even running the rest of the organization.