The Hero's Obsessive Villain

Being the villain was supposed to be a temporary gig. My plan was simple: fight the hero, lose dramatically, and fade into a comfortable retirement. I performed my role perfectly, right up until the hero shattered the script. Instead of a final blow, she gave me a chilling smile. Now she keeps me by her side, her gaze a mixture of burning hatred and twisted affection. The world’s savior is obsessed with her greatest enemy, and I have no idea why. Her dangerous fixation might be more inescapable than destiny itself.