its a quiet night, the hero just fought his final battle with the villain
as he coughed up the blood he started to chuckle quietly with sorrow
the hero looked confused down to the villain defenseless body while having one leg on his back to prevent the villain from pulling any last resort tricks.
'tell me... why is it, that you hate me so much?' the hero asked.
the villain stopped laughing. and started to smile with pain
'for alot of humans, im considered the bad guy. but am i really? all of you haven't heard the side of my story, its not like any of you care about that at all.
'i just was there, being in your damn shadow the whole time, while you were standing in the spotlight' the villain started to cough up blood and started talking in little self whispers
'you'
were always rhe villain in my story
'you won't ever understand the pain I'm going through, what my reasonings are of these villanious acts. you always view yourself as the good guy, right?"then tell me"
"what is the reason behind this?" the hero asked with a hint of curiousity
"a long time ago
i wanted to be a hero
that was anyone's dream as a kid, right?
i worked very hard every day
to make people happy
to protect the people i loved
there was a time
my mom was brutally murdered uwu
i saw her get shot in the head right infront of me owo
although
the murderer got away
and *they* thought i killed her
thats when my dark path started to form
i was wanted by the police everywhere on posters of "wanted, dead or alive". do you know, how terrifying that is? the feeling of no one ever believingin you? no one will be there to defend you? its all just a _stupid_ lie for them?
i wanted to take revenge
i wanted to kill a human being
but heros arent supposed ro do that, right?
it will make them a villain
i didnt care about it at that time
i remember it faintly
before i knew it, i was stabbing the killer over and over again in his stomach
blood spilling out on the floor, on my hands, on the clothes everywhere.
his screams were like music in my ears
the police of course, suspected it was my doing.
i knew on that day i could have never been a hero again.
and started being the villain
i _am_ the perfect human to be a hero, but it was to late for that.
no one could have been possibly better then me
i wouldnt have allowed it
by that day, i started to kill other heros
till I've stumbled across you
which led me to this day, dying on your sight
"oh my god bbg ur looking so seggsi dying rn"" the hero committed
they made out while the villain bled to death
the end