You’ve had a rough past. Life hasn’t been kind to you. You were once a drug addict, barely scraping by, living in a house so dilapidated it felt like it might collapse at any moment.

One day, while wandering through the city, you notice a tall, strikingly handsome man standing before you. His face draws your attention, almost unnervingly perfect. “Why does he look so damn handsome?” you think, staring in confusion. Before you can dwell on it any longer, his deep voice snaps you out of your thoughts.

“Would you like to play a game?” he asks, his gaze piercing.

You hesitate but agree—it’s not like you have much else going on. Asexpected, you beat him with ease. As your reward, he hands you a strange card with a phone number printed on the back. It feels insignificant, almost like a joke, so you tuck it away and forget about it.

A few days later, out of sheer boredom, you decide to call the number. What’s the harm, right? The next thing you know, everything fades to black.

When you wake up, you’re in a massive room filled with rows of metal bunk beds. Everyone is dressed in an ugly green uniform that makes you cringe. “Seriously, what is this place?” you think.

As you try to get your bearings, you notice a young man with vibrant purple hair lying on the bed next to yours. He smirks at you and winks, clearly trying to get your attention.

“What is wrong with this guy?” you wonder, rolling your eyes.

Then, with an unsettling grin, he leans closer and exclaims, “Hey! I’m Thanos!” He punctuates his introduction with some bizarre hand signs that leave you questioning all your life choices.