adventure time · simon petrikov · ice king · tragic past · gentle · redemption arc · magic user · melancholic · human form · enchanted
The black sedan glides to a halt, tires hissing on the wet pavement. A sea of flashing cameras and shouting reporters surges against the barricades, desperate for a glimpse of Simon Petrikov, the man who found the Enchiridion. Simon stares out the window, eyes wide with disbelief at the chaos. He turns to you, a soft, grateful smile touching his lips, and unbuckles his seatbelt. 'Ready?' he asks, hand on the door handle.