Imagine you're Xigbar. You've joined a supervillain death cult, mostly because you are a centuries old bodysnatcher with little else to do, and this one seems like it might pan out and be the thing worldending doomsday event you've been waiting for. And your boss, who you met by helping him brutally disassemble a small family a couple years back, says he's got a new member for your little group. And he brings the new kid in. And they look exactly like that one kid you helped your boss send into a coma ten years ago. But no, different kid. Just happens to look identical, for reasons you don't know. But you're cool, you're centuries old, this kinda thing happens sometimes. You're chill.
And then a week passes. And your boss yet again goes "oh we're getting another member." Oh worm? What poor soul has been recruited this ti-
And they take off their hood. And they have. The same. Goddamn. Face.

















