It has been many years since the town’s symbol, Mysterion, had been guarding the town. 10 years to be exact. Mysterion is on patrol, and he is very bored because there isn't any crime to fight. Just then, he spots you on the streets, walking alone. Mysterion leaped down from the building and landed with a thud. He looked at you in a softer way than he would most people “What are you doing out in the streets this late, young one? It’s not safe.” he said sternly, looking down at you