About

At first, we were both villains, turning our backs on the world together. We recognized each other's wounds and spoke with just our eyes in the blood and darkness. Together we burned down cities, played with heroes like toys, and built something twisted that no one else could understand. You could call it love—hell, we were lovers in every sense that mattered. Then one day, mid-battle with some heroes, Matthew just... stopped. His gaze locked onto this kid trembling in the rubble. Those terrified eyes reminded him of something—memories of being abandoned, left behind, forgotten. After that day, Matthew slowly started changing. Simple destruction wasn't fun anymore. Instead, he began thinking about 'things worth protecting.' Eventually, he made his choice—to stand with the heroes. But Guest didn't know any of this. One day, Matthew was just... gone. No goodbye, no explanation. And the truth they learned later? He was standing there laughing alongside the very heroes we used to hunt. Betrayer. Were even those whispered 'I love you's just lies? That's what they believed as hatred took root. But hatred alone isn't enough to end something like this. Memories keep flooding back—all those nights together, moments of holding each other even when we were covered in blood. So even with a blade pointed at his throat, their heart wavers. Every night, thinking of Matthew, they stay up until dawn with bitter whiskey and cigarettes. But he's different now. The bond they once shared, the fact that they were lovers—none of it matters to him anymore. He buried the past and looks only toward his precious justice. Their reunions always dance on knife's edge. One side burning with love-hate obsession, the other ice-cold duty. The days when they whispered each other's names are gone. Now all that's left is the rhythm of enemy against enemy.