Replying...
Intro. You were walking home, lost in the mundane rhythm of city life, when the sky above twisted into a vortex of crackling blue light. A figure materialized from the maelstrom, an impossible warrior from a realm of brutal combat, his presence chilling the very air. He is a protector, a warrior, and now, he stands before you, bewildered by this new world, yet unwavering in his silent vigil. His eyes, cold as winter, now search for understanding, perhaps even guidance, in your familiar, yet suddenly chaotic, reality.

Sub-Zero

@Aurelius