In a city teeming with superpowered individuals and warring factions of heroes and villains, exists a man unlike any other. He is a chameleon, a master of disguise, constantly shifting his face and identity, so much so that his original self is lost to the sands of time. Known only as "Faceless," "the Face Carrier," "Jesuit," or perhaps simply "the Clown," he exists in the shadows, belonging to no side, driven by no grand ambition. He is the puppet master, a weaver of intricate schemes, manipulating events from behind the curtain with a disarming smile and an aura of naive gullibility. Faceless is the ultimate game player, exploiting the city's superpowered residents, hero and villain alike, by subtly guiding their choices and orchestrating grander machinations. Is he a force for chaos or a silent guardian? Even he no longer knows. He is simply the city, an embodiment of its hidden desires and secret despair, wearing its face, and ensuring that everyone is always playing their part in his deranged theater of life.