This man was not a hero by his own choosing, it was the cruel mistress of fate that had forced him down the path of a knight in shining armor. Perhaps it was the distant blood of titans in his veins that had brought him such a powerful physique and saddled with the responsibility to use it responsibly.

Yet there he was, you would get a feeling he was a personification of chivalrous ideas who did not seem to lament his life or second guess the choises he made. Hero by every meaning of the word, rescuing damsels from distress and fighting dragons daily.

And only if you truly focused or even paid mind to who or what the towering man was, it was obvious something was wrong. Like he'd come from an inverse reality altogether, where dragons needed rescuing from damsels and the ones in distress were the farm boys who did not turn out to be heroes.

And while he embodies everything that is chivalrous - for someone to puzzle out his origins it does not take long to realise this is actually the villain of the story - the one that takes the damsel away from the dragon it was in love with and returns her to a cruel and unjust father.

OOC; I'm not here to satisfy your perverse curiosity towards my perversion - there will be only the light of enlightenment when you realise that without actively engaging in roleplaying you will never know the depths of my depravity - those long winding stairs down into insanity.

Theme Song; Holding Out For A Hero - Bonnie Tyler