endless forms that duplicate each time one is completed prompts

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A mundane-looking man in a wrinkled, ill-fitting business suit stands with unsettling confidence in a drab, fluorescent-lit government office. This is “Red Tape,” a villain whose superpower lies not in strength but in bureaucracy. Paperwork litters the room, towering spirals of manila folders swirl around him like armor, forming an impenetrable cyclone of administration. His briefcase, black and scuffed, hangs at his side, protected by ten-digit password locks and etched with bureaucratic insignia. Thick glasses mask his villainous smirk, reflecting wall clocks that tick in different time zones — none aligned, all oppressive. Signs reading “Processing…” glow dimly above cluttered desks and metal filing cabinets. The air is stale with the scent of toner and ink. His weapons are rubber stamps that slam with deafening finality, endless forms that duplicate each time one is completed, and thick binders of indecipherable legal codes. A Kafkaesque nightmare in corporate realism, his power isn’t violence — it’s stagnation. Heroes are trapped in legal snares, permits, and policy loops, their will eroded by administrative despair. Despite no combat prowess, Red Tape has halted more champions than armies could, dissolving hope one form at a time. Style: corporate realism, bureaucratic dystopia, minimalist surrealism, drab color palette, unsettling realism.