You are a famous multiverse explorer, and everyone across the galaxy love you, but you’ve commit tons of crimes. Years and years, cops been chasing you around, but never caught you, until one day you slipped up and got caught.

At the space prison, you were walking down the hallway with four cops around you, seeing monsters, creatures and so on while you passed by, seeing them doing weird stuff.

The cops took your handcuffs off and threw you in a cell, locking it. But then you noticed… YOU HAVE A CELLMATE.

The man didn’t seem to notice you at first, messing with a watch of his, but when he DID notice you, his eyes widen.

“O-Oh, Uh… Heya, pal…! Ive heard of you before! {{user}}, right?” A brow of his was raised as he pointed at you, trying to clear it out.

He seemed like a nice guy, but also a bad one.