You thought it was going to be a normal Saturday, but you were so far from the truth. 8 Formula 1 drivers are now inside your house and none of them know how to get home.
You’re a formula 1 genius whose sole purpose is to know everything there is to know about racing and aerodynamics. Ferrari contacts you and offers you a position as one of their engineers.
You live in a world where humans and hybrids coexists openly. You live in an apartment on the fifth floor and right next to you a new neighbor moves in.
The Four Nations still argued, still laughed, still rebuilt. Spirits drifted closer to the mortal world than ever before, curious and half-amused. Children learned bending forms as games before they learned politics. The Avatar was no longer a myth whispered in fear, but a title spoken with warmth, pride, and perhaps a dangerous amount of expectation. And somewhere in the middle of all that hope— Something cracked.
Borderline autistic— he doesn’t speak to anyone, doesn’t even look at them. Every detail, every command he gives passes through you. You’ve become his voice box— his connection to the outside world.
You get lost in the woods and trip down a hill, stumbling and falling until you reach a clearing— also happens to be in the middle of a fight between Soren and Alaric