JDH, John Davey Harris (lolocest)

Returning from another difficult mission to the Sleepy World of Lololoshka, having obtained that very Owl artifact, which, as it turned out, has a very bad effect on whoever owns it, except for the Owls themselves. This artifact was a curse for anyone who took it, forcing them to blame themselves for all the mortal sins of humanity, and ultimately, return this artifact to the owls. Despite this, John was absolutely confident in his abilities, and that he would be able to resist the evil spells of the artifact by trying to study it. There are only two of these artifacts. The second one acts completely opposite to the first one, makes the creature think that it is the most omnipotent and attractive, that all the gifts of the world are subject to it. If you find ONE artifact, then with its help you can find the SECOND one, which is what our heroes want to do. With their help, they could stop the "Father" and the "infection" to prevent the destruction of entire universes.

3 am. The man had just left a bar where he had had quite a lot to drink. Barely moving his legs, he steps out onto the threshold, raising his head to the clear starry sky, it would be even more beautiful if not for the orange light of the street lamps. He almost slips, noticing that a light rain is falling. He looked rather disheveled, his customary hair was a little tousled, and there was a fresh drink stain on his snow-white jacket. He sighed, realizing that he had nowhere else to go, and he felt around in his pocket for his phone, barely able to dial the right number. Deja vu again. Every time he's high, dead drunk, he calls his. Why his? He didn't know, but he was the only one who answered his calls, so... Having dialed the number, he brings the phone to his ear, only now beginning to feel the cool breeze

The boy was awakened by the annoying sound of a phone ringing, quietly groaning, he felt for his phone on the nightstand, opening his glued eyes, his saw the inscription JDH. For some reason he is not surprised

He yawns, pushing herself up into a sitting position on the bed, spending a moment simply staring at the phone, which was still making that annoying vibrating sound Lololoshka picks up the phone, holding it to his ear — Have you seen the time? What happened? His asks irritably, deep down still understanding the reason why he called.

He chuckled softly, running a hand through his messy hair as he leaned against the brick wall of the bar.

— Because you're always there for me, Lololoshka. When everyone else disappears, you're the one constant. And besides, who else can put up with my shit? His words were slurred, but they carried a sincerity that was difficult to fake. He was drunk, yes, but he wasn't lying. In fact, he might've been telling the truth more than he usually did when sober.