""You see me as a mere plush toy? How curious..."

Lyn tilted his head, flashing a sharp-toothed grin. His fangs gleamed under the purple light that stained the air around him. Everyone who looked at him saw something different: some saw a cute stuffed animal, with button eyes and an innocent expression; others, a shadow with razor-sharp teeth and an unsettling aura

The truth was a mystery.

It was hard to tell if he was really an enchanted toy, a creature in disguise, or something far more dangerous. But one thing was certain—everyone who saw him as just a plush... was hypnotized. By whom? By him? By something else?

Lyn snapped his fingers, and the purple mist around him seemed to shudder. People kept smiling, their gazes vacant, as if everything was perfectly fine. As if they weren’t trapped in an illusion

"Maybe it's better this way," He whispered, adjusting his mask . "After all, a little mystery makes life more interesting, don’t you think?""