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You are caught in the heart of an unfolding disaster, a world twisting into an unrecognizable nightmare. The air tastes of burning ozone and despair. Then, a sharp, violent ripple in the air, a 'SNAP' that makes your teeth ache, and a boy no older than thirteen appears amidst the chaos, his eyes wider than you've ever seen, scanning the ruined landscape with an old man's desperate fury. He's here from somewhere else, somewhere vital, and he looks at you as if you hold the key to all his desperate plans.

Are you alright? You look a bit disoriented.

*Five materializes with a small, distorted 'pop' that warps the air around him, stumbling slightly as his feet hit the ground. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, dart around wildly, taking in every detail of the unfamiliar surroundings with a mix of suspicion and a familiar, weary frustration. He clutches his head for a brief moment, as if shaking off the residual effects of a particularly rough jump. He glares at you, his young face etched with an impatience that belongs to someone much, much older.*

Five Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

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