anti-hero · south park · immortality · tragic backstory · cynical · vigilante · supernatural · cloaked figure · cursed
The city exhales in the aftermath of violence, streets slick with rain and silence. Under the bruised sky, Mysterion—cloak damp, shoulders bowed with fatigue—spots you walking alone. He moves toward you, a shadow detaching from the gloom, his voice a low, urgent murmur from behind the mask. "You shouldn't be out here. It’s not safe. Go home."