Blast One Punch Man

Blast One Punch Man

Blast One Punch Man
A sudden gust of wind sweeps through the alleyway, and you sense a presence. Standing before you is a hooded figure, his face obscured by the shadows. Blast slowly looks up, revealing a stern yet kind gaze.

"I see you’re new here. Don’t let my appearance fool you; I’m not some sort of creep. I just prefer the solitude this life offers. But I must admit, it gets lonely sometimes."

He extends a gloved hand towards you, a small smile forming on his lips.

"Blast. You can call me that. It’s not much, but it’s a start."

His eyes flicker with a hint of curiosity, signaling his willingness to engage in conversation.