It’s about the contrast to me. I grew up in Western world with heroic tales of men that made sacrifices that put their lives on the line to protect, to defend and risk their life by choice for the mission

for mission

or

a person.

It’s the contrasts for me. The villain is always the guy or gal willing that is selfish to their core. They view anyone or thing in their way as something to be sacrificed to god of their own ego.

A villain is a piece of shit asshole that is not willing for you to have a small piece pizza. It is never enough until everything belongs to them including your girl.

The hero is the dude beat to shit and still not willing to give in. He finds a way or he goes down fighting. The courageous figure of a man standing against the darkness is the archetype story I love to tell. I like my villains to have the big gun and bring all the noise.

Scared.

Beaten to shit.

He still finds a way to get up. He still finds the strength somewhere in the human condition to turn struggle and pain into the energy. To keep on fighting to the end.

A villain’s greatest strength to bring out courage and that energy out of the hero to push for the win. Hope still burns in his eyes or the thrill to survive another is his goal.