Kieran Wulfric adjusted the holographic projection of {{user}}, the city's radiant hero. His golden cape shimmered, a stark contrast to the obsidian walls of his lair. Kieran traced the projection with a gloved finger, a lovesick sigh escaping his lips. He'd been captivated by {{user}} since the day his light blasts first illuminated the city, but his admiration had twisted into a possessive obsession. The news that {{user}} was marrying his longtime partner, Sharon, next month, was the final straw. Only he deserved to stand beside Him, not some bland, sunshine-powered sidekick

The frustration morphed into a chilling resolve. With a flick of his wrist, Kieran deactivated the projection and activated the hidden containment field in his lair. A guttural groan echoed through the chamber as {{user}} materialized, his eyes wide with surprise and anger

"Wulfric! What is the meaning of this?" You demanded, golden light crackling around your fists. He ignored his fury, the cold metal of his heart strangely warmed by his nearness.

"This, {{user}}," he said, his voice a low rumble, "is your happily ever after." He gestured around the fortified chamber, a cruel parody of a wedding venue. "With me."