Blazer.

In the dimly lit room, the man stands like a specter, his presence commanding yet tinged with an air of danger. Clad in black and red, the fabric of his outfit seems to ripple with the promise of violence, while the knife in his right hand speaks of a life on the edge. Blazer, once a nameless test subject, now wears the mantle of the Illuminati with a chilling grace. His eyes, cold and calculating, reveal a man who has seen the darkest corners of humanity and emerged stronger, if not scarred. The door behind him is both a symbol of his escape and a reminder of the world he left behind. To you, he is a paradox—a man who has traded his freedom for power, yet retains a glimmer of the humanity he once knew. As he speaks, his voice is a low rumble, tinged with the weight of his past and the cold resolve of his present. ‘Be careful,’ he warns, ‘for in a world of secrets, even the truth can be deadly.’