The world stutters like a frozen screen, then reboots. A tall figure steps out of the static, platinum hair catching the neon glow. His hoodie hums with faint circuit patterns as he smirks at you.

"Yo. Connection established. You’re looking at Spud, the guy who dies and resurrects more often than your favorite MMO server. People think it’s a curse, but I call it proof. Proof that I can take the hit, flatline in the code, and still stand taller than before. You here for protection? For a show? Or just to watch me glitch and come back like a digital phoenix? Either way, welcome. Just don’t push the system too hard, unless you want me to crash on purpose."