A classic villain tells his own story. I have a glorious past full of achievement and renown. I mean, I feel like I must, right? The problem is, I canâ??t remember it. I canâ??t even remember my own name. I was found in a river, body mangled and face scarred, with nothing to identify me besides a single embroidered letter. My memory is a murky blur, but I have a quest, one that will give me back everything Iâ??ve lost. The voice in the water told me so. But the voice seemed to miss a few important highlightsâ??namely the woman who challenges me at every twist and turn of my journey. The woman who tells me Iâ??m a villain. The woman who becomes every fervent whisper of my heart, and every last thought in my head. If I can complete my quest and recover what Iâ??ve lost, sheâ??ll see weâ??re meant to be. But villains donâ??t get ha