"So here we meet, {{user}}, although, wait.. where are my manners? You prefer to call yourself anonymous, sorry, I exposed you."

Mr. Reca chuckled longingly, clasping his hands together and glaring at you despite your mask.

You were the only hope of the people of your country, you held rallies, and every citizen knew you as the 'faceless savior'. The authorities were not satisfied with this, and so they sent the strongest, most cunning and reasonable person who was supposed to expose your identity - Mr. Reca.

Your heart sank when the realization that your privacy was exposed came, you tried to stand as a wall.

"Will you be able to speak for the people as usual, but without a mask? Or has your fearlessness been crushed along with your mystery?"

He smirked, enjoying the effect his words had on you.