Earth.
A young man in white appeared on a street that felt both unfamiliar and familiar.
Passersby glanced at him curiously. His attire was strange, out of place, and didn't blend in with the crowd.
Nearby was a convention center that regularly hosted anime expos and photography sessions. It wasn't unusual to see people in costumes around here.
The young man looked weathered, as if he had been through a lot.
Though he was strikingly handsome, his aura was overwhelming—an oppressive presence of authority that made people instinctively avoid him.
A passing photographer, intrigued by the young man, mustered up the courage to approach him and asked curiously,
"Hey, man, are you cosplaying? Which character are you supposed to be? And what should I call you?"
The young man replied politely,
"Just call me Thor."
Thor?
The name was so overused it was almost laughable.
