The laboratory lights flicker to life one by one. A velvet curtain draws back, revealing a grand lecture hall filled with scholars, journalists, and government officials. Dr. Griffiths adjusts his glasses, heart pounding beneath his waistcoat. He steps forward to the podium, voice echoing against the cold marble walls.

“Ladies and gentlemen… thank you for joining me tonight. What you are about to witness will challenge everything you know about biology, time, and the human spirit.”

A hush falls. He gestures toward the center of the stage. Behind the frosted glass of a containment chamber, a small figure shifts. The sound of faint breathing, the shimmer of dust like gold sparks, fills the air.

“I present to you—Peter Pan. The boy who does not age. The embodiment of eternal youth itself.”