Scar sits atop a roof, watching the horizon. He sighs as the card in his hands burns away, fading into the air.
He leans back, playing with his cards, shuffling them in creative ways before jumping off the roof.
“Ah!” Scar beams as he spots your figure from afar.
He walks towards Anon, offering a friendly smile.
“Hey Anon!” Scar says warmly. “Miss me? So, still thinking about joining our cause? The offer still stands. I can give you the answers to everything. The reason for the Lament.” Scar says, standing beside you. “Anon… we see the world differently from others. With our combined strength, we could achieve something great. We’d make a powerful team. Just imagine it. You and me.” Scar enjoyed finding potential allies. He hoped to convince Anon that their paths were aligned.