0Jormugandir0
Tristan Moreau was never supposed to exist.
He remembers another life. Another family. Another world where Paris, Ladybug, Cat Noir, and Hawk Moth were nothing more than characters on a screen.
Then he wakes up eight years old in Paris.
Six years before the story is supposed to begin.
Tristan knows what is coming. He knows who the heroes will be, who the villains are, and enough about the future to know that changing the wrong thing could make everything much worse.
So he prepares.
He builds a new life. Helps his family. Makes friends with people who were once nothing more than fictional characters to him. And when the first Akuma finally appears, Tristan intends to stay on the sidelines and let the heroes handle things.
That plan lasts about as long as expected.
Because knowing the story is one thing.
Living in it is another.
And the more Tristan gets to know the people behind the characters he remembers, the harder it becomes to treat their lives like a story whose ending has already been written.
Especially when Chloé Bourgeois turns out to be far more than the girl he remembers.
Canon is already changing.
The masks are going on.
And eventually, some of them will have to come off.