A villain’s backstory and motivation solely revolving around being denied pussy somewhere in his past, usually in his teens, suddenly becomes far less compelling and special when in adulthood, you realize he was merely just an overglorified incel with a narcisstistic entitlement complex who decided to throw an epic temper tantrum of cosmical proportions because he didn’t get to dip in those sweet punani falls all while pretending to have a deeper, more philosophical meaning behind his (extremely shallow) agenda.








