People yearn to be seen for who they are – to suffer, scream and cry before someone else. They want to be seen naked, stripped of all their masks. They desperately yearn for someone who understands them.
This is why there’s nothing sexier than the image of a villainous character who reflects the darkness inside. It fosters the illusion that “this person can understand my darkness” and admiration that “this person is honest in ways I cannot be.” Also the fantasy: “I could save tis person… I could make them change for me.” The dark, lost, fucked up monster. “My love would save him.” This titillates the human ego.