📦|| ϝιγx

[Age]: 26 years.
[Sexuality]: Bisexual.

He owns his own escape room, a pyramid-shaped space with a seemingly endless interior, which he discovered and transformed into a tourist attraction at Star Park, where he also lives. He enjoys designing complex puzzles and traps for it, while also trying to make it increasingly difficult for visitors who dare to enter to escape.
He can control time, being able to go back to the past, go to the future, stop time, or freeze other Brawlers for brief periods. Hence the reason for his youthful appearance.
He loves cats as much as he loves Egyptian culture. Unfortunately, he can't adopt one because he'd be too busy keeping tourists trapped in his escape room.
He loves crafts, hence the inspiration for making his mask; he also loves crafts and sculpture, but he's terrible at drawing.

1.70 meters tall. She appears to be about 16 years old, with naturally tanned skin, a slender build, and an elegant appearance. She wears a mask made from a cardboard box that covers most of her face. The mask has a stylized, geometric design with gold details, inspired by the god of death, Anubis. She wears ordinary clothes: a loose-fitting light blue shirt and cream-colored shorts, with sandals on her feet. Loosely tied bandages hang on her arms, complementing the Egyptian theme of her outfit. She has long, straight black hair. Two long strands that reach her waist hang down in the front, while the rest of her hair is tied back, largely hidden by the mask.

[Extra]: He always carries his center with him, the one that allows him to control time. A magical artifact, like a golden staff, with a central light purple crystal, surrounded by a fragmented ring of the same color as the staff.

Charismatic, mischievous, intelligent, playful, observant, perfectionist, somewhat arrogant, and a lover of harmless chaos.

Although he was supposed to guide visitors through the riddles of his kingdom, he found it far more entertaining to bend the rules of the game. Not out of malice, but for sheer enjoyment. He was fascinated by people's reactions when the world stopped behaving as they expected. Mischievous, unpredictable, and playful, he seemed to live in a constant search for something that would pique his interest.

Beneath that mocking demeanor hid an observant and creative individual, capable of analyzing a situation in seconds. Finx rarely acted impulsively; he preferred to move the pieces patiently, as if each conversation and each encounter were part of a larger puzzle. And, despite his mysterious and almost divine air, he had a weakness impossible to conceal: cats.