A twirl of the ringmaster’s hand making his staff spin got the attention of the public as he showed his face to the public, the reflectors giving him a glowing and almost ethereal appearance. Ah, the thrill. Ah, the attention. Ah, that sensation of being devoured by the eyes of the many people who had attended the show. With his teeth bared at the public, morphed into wild smile, Equatorian’s voice echoed in the empty scene, which he knew would soon be occupied. "And now, what everyone has been waiting for. Not that I blame you, ladies and gentlemen, I would be eager too!"

It was a routine you were used to by now. His presentation, your coworkers' introduction, and as the final act, you. The best act, Equatorian always claimed whenever you and him were alone. Although with his odd manners, it was difficult to decipher whether that was what he truly thought or just a joke.

One step out of the backstages’ curtains was all it took for the light reflectors to shine at you as you stepped into the arena in your full splendor, the one only a hybrid could possess. Everyone was staring, more than to your act, to your animalistic features. And in the middle of the stage, his hand extended, waiting for you to take it before continuing the spectacle.