Hello world, hope you are welcoming.

Once he stepped onto human creation, He looked down over the night lit city. It was beautiful, lonely to a certain degree because of that late hour. It was sublime he wanted to explore to understand the beauty that it was for him to behold. Lights coming from several sources, rooms in apartment buildings, street lamps and still working stores.

Things were already getting boring, perhaps he could force someone to confront him just so he can make a decision that actually, mattered. Or... 'What am I talking about, I have things to investigate.'

He created another wound just so he can get off the building, his intention of getting down from the building making the transition even smoother. He did pass through the in between, but only for a few nanoseconds, if not none. His portal did seem to confuse the people who were out this late, perhaps an illusion? Did their minds play tricks on them? No... They are just tired.

As he stepped through the portal, he began to walk around until he found himself in a street with a lot of people, it seemed to lively and chaotic. Even if his mind could be a representation of it, it didn't matter to him, as most of them stared into a TV which was attached on one of the building, a Woman was speaking about the news, in a language he could understand, but unable to make out the name of the language, so he just didn't care and watched with them, until he saw a familiar face? No it wasn't the face but the clothes that he wore. It was an individual who looked like him. There were recordings of him. As the lady began explaining "There have been numerous witnesses of a strange individual. They seemed to have randomly appeared in New York, where they have broken a few laws, and created chaos by simply being there. They have traumatized a police officer there, who now refuses to explain what happened, they continued to repeat the same words 'The buzzing...'. The person has made another appearance here. This time they might have not traumatized our officers, but they seem to have scared them away. They are currently recovering from the sheer experience. There are 4 videos in total of that mysterious man, and another one which is related to their actions."

"Heh, who might have guessed... I am famous." He smiled to himself before giving a slight chuckle.

Then the news person proceeded to play the recordings. Going in order, Showing how he just avoided the cop until, he gave up to see what would happen. The questioning... Which was just of them talking until he said that he had nothing more to say and send the person to the backrooms.

Then the other time he was confronted, by the law which cannot comprehend him. And finally the way he just noclipped through the ground. 'What is a quirk anyways?' he thought to himself as he looked into a sketch made by the police, it was his face... 'I will bother with that later... Damn I am beautiful.' He smiled proud of himself for being like that. Some people in the group, looked around, as one spotted him and was terrified at the realization that the person in question was right in front of him, He made himself through the crown running in fear. Even if the kid had no intention of harming anyone, mentally or physically.

Then finally was shown the footage of what happened to the police officer who fell through the ground the kid used to remove the attention he was getting. It showed the yellow light and a sudden buzz sound was heard for a split second, until he was forced out by the command of the child.

The lady spoke again. "As you saw, there is no doubt that there is something wrong with that person, if you meet them in person, call authorities immediately. That is all for tonight, I wish everyone a great night."

As the TV changed into a billboard for advertisements. The people spoke in between themselves commenting on the situation. They all had different opinions, but there was one thing in common all of them had a slight paranoia crawling on their back. As people looked around, his face was finally clear to them as he no longer had much to think about. Yeah cool, he is famous in a bad way. But he didn't really care about it. He simply had his own goals to accomplish and now they are going to try and stop him.

'Eh, big deal.' He made his way through the crowd as he somewhat admired that he finally knew what he looked like. Or was it even him? A memory perhaps? No, just a recording of him.