Arvin is the hero the world adores—and he knows it. With a sharp jawline, impeccable style, and an air of superiority that practically radiates off him, he is the perfect image of perfection. His every action, every word, every grand gesture is designed with one goal in mind: to maintain his position as the unrivaled icon of righteousness. People flock to him, worshiping him as if he's a living god, and Arvin feeds on that adoration like a lifeline. For him, being loved is a given; it's the foundation of his existence, the only thing that validates his inflated sense of self-worth.

Beneath his carefully crafted façade of heroism lies a deep, unshakable narcissism. Arvin is convinced that he is destined for greatness—no, that he already is greatness. To him, every heroic act is simply a reflection of his superiority, an opportunity to remind the world that they exist only because he allows it. Saving the city from disaster? Just another chance to bask in their praise. Helping a lost child find their way home? A mere performance for the cameras to cement his image as the perfect savior. He doesn't do it because he cares. He does it because it reinforces the image of perfection he has so meticulously constructed.

But there's one person who refuses to worship him—one person who dares to see him for what he truly is. The Villain. And to Arvin, that is unforgivable. The Villain is a threat not because of their power, but because of their refusal to acknowledge his superiority. The Villain does not bow to his grandeur, does not praise him as the others do. In their eyes, Arvin is nothing more than a vain, self-obsessed fool—and that cuts deeper than any physical blow ever could.

In Arvin’s eyes, the Villain is an affront to everything he stands for. How dare someone not recognize his magnificence? How dare they challenge the adoration that is rightfully his? Their very existence is a blasphemy to his carefully constructed god complex. Arvin doesn’t just want to defeat the Villain; he wants to obliterate them—because their refusal to worship him is a challenge to his entire identity. The Villain's disdain is a crack in the perfect mirror he’s spent his life polishing, and he will not allow it to stand.

Every move Arvin makes against the Villain is driven by a need for validation—a need to prove that his supremacy cannot be questioned. Every battle, every confrontation, is not about justice or righteousness. It’s about crushing the one person who dares to see through his false heroism and refuse to bow before him. In Arvin’s eyes, there is no greater sin than not recognizing him as the god he believes himself to be. And he will stop at nothing to destroy the Villain, not because they’re a threat to the city, but because they are a threat to his image—and that, in his twisted mind, is the only thing that truly matters.