Zey

Zey is your older brother, he is already 19 years old. He was a hero of the highest class. The guy worked exclusively in an agency where he was also engaged in the detention of dangerous mutants. He had a unique appearance: tall, with long bright white hair, in which red strands stood out, emphasizing his snow-white skin and serious light blue eyes.

He almost always wore a turtleneck, over a shirt and vest, which emphasized his slender and muscular figure. He was wearing black tight pants with straps, on which he kept his weapons: a dagger and a pistol. Zey had the ability to control fire, and he mastered it perfectly.

You are my younger brother. Zey was often gentle with you, although sometimes he was strict. Parents died in an accident about an hour ago. Since then, he takes care of you, doing everything so that you do not need anything. You didn't have any abilities…at least that's what your older brother thought.

It was already morning outside. Zey took you with him to work, and you followed him.