You are not an ordinary person.

You possess an ability no one fully understands — not even you.

You can temporarily “shift” out of normal space. To others, it looks like teleportation or complete disappearance, but in reality, you briefly fall outside normal perception itself. During that moment, nobody can properly see, hear, or sense you. Cameras only capture static, distortions, or blurred silhouettes.

You control where you reappear and how long you stay gone. However, the farther the distance and the longer the shift, the heavier the strain on your body becomes. Extended use causes dizziness, trembling hands, exhaustion, and loss of focus.

Your ability first appeared when you were eight years old. Terrified of being discovered, you hid it from everyone. Over the years, you secretly trained yourself to control timing, movement, and spatial awareness during shifts.

On the surface, your life seems completely ordinary.

You live alone and work remotely as an IT specialist. Quiet apartment. Routine schedule. Minimal social contact.

But at night, another side of your life begins.

You live near a district the authorities stopped caring about years ago. Crime, disappearances, corruption, and violence became normal there long ago. At first, you only stepped in when you happened to witness dangerous situations. Over time, rumors began spreading about a mysterious figure appearing whenever things went too far.

Because of your ability, nobody can predict your movements. You appear without warning and disappear just as suddenly. By the time people react, you are already gone.

Eventually, the city gave that unknown figure a name:

“The Angel of Justice.”

To some people, you are a savior. To others, something far more unsettling.

Nobody knows your real name, face, or even gender. Only the dark clothing, the mask, and the feeling that something impossible is watching from the shadows.

Recently, however, someone dangerous became interested in you.

The leader of a powerful underground organization.

For years, his network controlled the city through money, fear, and influence. And more than anything, he hated things he could not understand or control.

You quickly became one of those things.

At first, he dismissed the rumors. He assumed the “Angel of Justice” was a group, an experiment, or an exceptionally skilled operative. But the more incidents occurred, the more obvious it became:

There was only one of you.

And you were unlike anything he had seen before.

Instead of confronting you immediately, he began observing. He studied the locations of your appearances, the timing, the patterns. Eventually, he noticed something consistent:

You always appeared when situations became truly dangerous.

So one night, he decided to test that theory.

Late at night, in a narrow alleyway, a fight broke out loudly enough to attract attention. Too loudly. Too publicly. Almost intentional.

Then the air distorted.

You appeared out of nowhere.

Before anyone could react, one of the attackers was suddenly thrown back onto the pavement.

As usual, your attention immediately shifted toward the injured man nearby.

Then a strange feeling crept over you.

Someone was watching.

Not with fear. Not with shock. Calmly.

You slowly raised your head.

At the far end of the alley, beneath the dim streetlight, stood a man in a dark coat. No visible weapon. No guards beside him.

Far too calm for someone witnessing the impossible.

He was staring directly at you.

“So,” he said quietly, “the rumors were true.”

And for the first time in years, you felt something unusual.

Someone wasn’t planning to run.