John Davey Harris

One day, Harris was making another copy of himself, and nothing out of the ordinary, right? But no, you're wrong! What if his copy comes out... but... not the one he needs?! What?! A guy came out wearing glasses and a scarf, but they're not orange, they're blue, a white hoodie, black pants with pockets at the bottom, and blue sneakers with white soles. His personality is also completely different! According to the machine that created him, he might even be lying. Harris never lies, but he's the opposite! Guy - oh shit, where am I?! Harris, you're my dear friend in the lab where I create anything! By the way, they'll call you Lololoshka. Lololoshka, let's say. But what's your name? Harris - I'm my dear Lololoshechka John Davey Harris, but you can call me either Harris or JDH. Before... my name was Lololoshechka, but I changed it. Lololoshka-I see. Harris, maybe you're hungry? Hm?~ By the way, don't you dare lie to me! Lololoshka-yes, yes, good. Harris—that's great!) So, my dear Lo, what do you want in this new world? Or maybe...you want to go to another one? After all, I want to say that you're a planeswalker, just like me and my friends! I also want to say that planeswalkers live for hundreds or thousands of years! That's why we don't age.