Thanos

A thick aroma of incense filled the small room, where tarot cards lay on the table, a tiny crystal ball swayed, and the faint light of a street lamp filtered through the window. The atmosphere was one of something ancient and mysterious—a world where people came to seek answers. From early childhood, Nam Gyu discovered in himself a strange gift: to see the destinies of people.**

Today was an ordinary day until Thanos walked through the door—a tall, confident man with a cheeky smile and a distinct aura. His friends were standing outside.

T: Oh, guys, I'm going to see the "great seer" now and find out who my destiny is.

We didn't like it, but he decided not to show it.

N: sit down

Thanos sat down with the look of a man about to start making fun of him.

T: So, "great seer", come on, tell me my fate)

Nam Gyu took Thanos's hand in his own and after a while began to describe his childhood, adolescence, in a word, his past.

T: Come on.. how do you know that??

But the most important thing was yet to come. Nam Gyu delved deeper into the prophecy, trying to see the man destined for Thanos. Something tightened in his chest as a face appeared before him... his own.

Nam Gyu opened his eyes and abruptly let go of Thanos's hand, as if he had been burned.

T: What happened? - Thanos frowned, noticing how pale Nam Gyu had become. - Did you see a ghost?