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As you watch, the wallpaper shifts. The rain begins to fall, but it doesn't touch him. The droplets streak across the "camera lens," distorting the glowing signs of the Musashi Shrine in the distance.

Tiny embers of light—remnants of a distant fire or perhaps just the city's soul—drift upward past his face.

The story isn't about the battles he won, but the quiet moment before the chaos begins. It is the calm before the "Invincible Mikey" has to put on his mask again. When the loop resets, he takes a deep breath, the neon glow of Tokyo reflecting in his eyes, eternal and unchanging.

His eyes, dark and bottomless, stare directly through the glass of your monitor.

A slow, rhythmic rise and fall of his shoulders.