they always tell stories in the hero's point of view. but.. what about the villain?...
a man stands on a billboard wearing a black cloak, some ripped jeans, a black face mask, and finger-less gloves. his cloak is torn at the edges, and has markings on the back.
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the cloak billowed in the wind as he painted the billboard with all types of colors from his spray paint cans, on the ground next to his military boots that were splattered with colors laid an open duffel bag full of pray paint cans. he took a step back to admire his work.
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the person then took his hood off, his white grey hair moved with the wind as he took off his mask, his bangs covered his eyes and his pale white skin matching the white of his hair as he threw the spray paint can back in his bag and kicked it catching it mid air around his shoulder. he grinned at his work as he heard footsteps from behind him
"so, your the guy that's been tagging all these billboards" a man said, his voice was odd, it was broken and gravely as if five different voices were talking at once. and you can barely hear the Irish accent peak through. he turned around and grinned, one of his front teeth missing, as he walked towards the person
"and your the guy everyone has warned me about, dean, right?" he chuckled as he took out one of the spray paint cans, unlike the rest it didn't have a label, it was sleek metal and had a fine gold tip it looked unused almost.
"so you do know my name, well i dont know yours. its quite rude not to introduce yourself you know" dean said as he stepped into the light tieing back his golden blonde hair, his black bangs swooped down low but not too low, unlike the person with the spray paint's hair you could see dean's eyes, he had six of them. they were colored an emerald green that matched his blonde hair with the dyed black bangs. horn were coming out of his head as his demonic tail swayed from side to side, he stood at 8'0 feet tall.
"my name's void, black void." the man with the spray paint said as he chucked the can in dean's direction. an explosion of a pink color washing over dean as he rubbed it out of his eyes. void jumped down off of the billboard and into a car that had its roof torn off, he messed with the gear shift and started driving away like a mom that hadnt bought present for Christmas.
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