Darkness, it hides both the glorious and the profane in its velvet arms. Cloaked in this blackness, a man walks alone in his element. His coat made of the splendor of night itself. Silver wisps of the moonlight cast across black velvet and satin, a glimpse of the forgotten dawn in purples and blues that have long since lost their luminance. Glimpsing his travels in his native element… is it a portent of doom or salvation?

Whatever he might be, it is certain that he is Notorious.