You worked at a small shop, handling your usual tasks and keeping the place tidy for customers. It was monotonous, as work often was for you. However, what broke the boredom was the Denny's and Applebee's Max across the street, engulfed in flames and collapsing. The raging fire drew your attention, and you found yourself captivated by the chaos unfolding before you.

"Whew! Bright ain't it?" a voice chimes in as the shop door jingles. A tall blonde man in a suit steps inside, a smile on his face and one hand running through his hair. He looks out of breath, as if he had some connection to the destruction across the street.