I didn’t look different, but I certainly felt so.
After all this time, I wasn’t going to be anyone’s superpowered freak show. I escaped and changed my look.
I shaved my head and grew a beard to look differently to make sure those RWO and Geneva idiots didn’t find me.
What was I going to do? Sue those jerks?
They wouldn’t listen and believe me. I’m sure those CEOs had ties to the local government and they might be covering it up.
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