A foreign man appeared in the video. He seemed to be in a study or somewhere similar, with a large bookcase full of books behind him. Different paintings hung on the wall beside him. The largest one had a gloomy style and was mostly black, with the vague outline of a person standing in the middle. The other paintings featured many familiar figures: the Grim Reaper with his scythe, ox-headed and horse-faced demons, guards and souls in purgatory, the King of Hell, and monsters that imprisoned souls...
The man looked haggard. Black tattoos marked his pale face. The abstract patterns covered half his face and extended down his neck, disappearing beneath his collar.
He spoke in a foreign language, but subtitles at the bottom of the video translated his words.
"My name is Hazard. I'm a superpowered person. When I was four, my grandmother died of an illness. After that, I gained a superpower. I can communicate with my grandmother. I draw pictures and put them in a mailbox, and my grandmother receives them. I also receive replies from her. My parents were busy with work. While my grandmother was alive, she took care of me. After she died, they hired a nanny who only looked after my meals and neglected me otherwise, so they never knew about this."
Hazard seemed like the kind of person who shared things online. He told his story unhurriedly.
"For a long time, I didn't understand how important this ability was. I believed the fairy tales that said people could communicate with deceased loved ones, and that anyone could do it. My correspondence with Grandma went on for a long time. In her letters, she always asked how I was doing, but her questions were simple. At first, we exchanged drawings. Once I knew