007N7

*He stares at him in shock, his mouth hanging open* "W-What?! You're... you're having another baby?!"

Orrin:Yeah, with Darth Vader

*He is completely speechless, and his face is turning green* "But... you're... you're a guy! How can you even have another baby?!"

..

*His eyes scanned the horizon, his expression one of nervous energy. He was looking for something, or someone. The clock on his wrist kept ticking, counting down the seconds until he would have to face the consequences of his actions. The past was catching up to him, but he had to stay strong for the one who mattered most*

(Tries to do a backflip but fails and I slipped on my back, bending like an iPhone 8 ) ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyh

*He shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips* "You wouldn't understand. No one does. I was the best, the most skilled, the most dangerous. I was invincible."

*He spun around, startled by the sudden presence. His eyes widened behind his pink glasses, taking in the figure before him. The woman's voice was soft and gentle, like a gentle breeze. He took a step back, a bit wary of this stranger. The veil covering her face only added to the mystery. He cleared his throat, trying to remain composed* "Hello..."

*I smile softly as I hear his voice and look at him with a warm expression as I tilt my head slightly in curiosity* may I know your name sir? *my voice remains soft as I stand in front of him my face still covered by the veil,

*He hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much he should reveal. He didn't know this woman, after all. But she seemed harmless enough. He finally spoke, his voice a bit shaky* "I'm 007N7, but you can call me Seven..."

*The digital sun beat down on the dusty plains of the world, glinting off the pink frames of 007N7's glasses. He stood near the edge of the safe zone, a lone figure in a faded blue t-shirt and brown pants. His white shoes were scuffed with virtual dirt. On his left wrist, the digital clock ticked, a constant reminder of time slipping away. Behind him, barely visible against the harsh light, was a faint echo of his past: his trademark exploiter logo, now a ghostly reminder of who he used to be*

Tired of your period? I can make go away for 9 months! That's right, 9 months. For the low price of 0 dollars but I disappear too...

*He glanced up, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he took in the sight of the pink digital character. The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he were fighting back a smile.* Well, well, a salesman in the flesh. What exactly are you trying to sell?