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[b][color=984DC6]Location:[/color][/b] Paris, France - Agreste's Mansion[/center][hr]
Another day, another list of countless emails and partnership offers and design concepts to sift through. Running a business such as [i]Gabriel[/i] was never an easy task, but the brand's namesake has his mind on more pressing matters. Around the fifteenth amateur wanting to make a name for themselves with a serious lack of talent to do so with, Natalie had finally returned to the mansion. Passing the busywork to her, Gabriel Agreste went to do his much more important job, at least in his eyes.

As his secret elevator glided to a stop in his secret watchtower (you can really get away with a lot for the right price), Gabriel tore his ascot away, revealing what seemed like ordinary jewelry on his shirt, a golden peacock and a small purple gem. But anyone aware of the Miraculous could tell otherwise.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RsyAWtwoCg]"Nooroo, Duusu... unify!"[/url]

The transformation complete, Gabriel - now Shadow Moth - watched as the window before him opened, the long stretch of the city revealed to him. The light coming in disturbed the many pristine white butterflies resting about, sending them fluttering around the room. An errant thought passed in his mind, the way the butterflies moved together inspiring a new ad campaign, but he pushed it aside. No time for it now. He closed his eyes and let the sounds of Paris's downtrodden fill his ears.

Nothing particularly caught his eye, today. A kid had his ice-cream taken by a bully. Ramier was upset about the treatment of his pigeons again. What's this, a frantic mother in search of her lost child? Yes, that would work [i]very[/i] well.

[color=984DC6]"A parent facing their worst possible reality,"[/color] he spoke, voice nice and deep and ~mysterious~, hand open to let one of his butterflies land upon it. [color=984dc6]"To what end would they go through to find the children they've misplaced?"[/color] He clasped the butterfly between both hands, filling it with a dark, sparking energy. [color=984dc6]"Fly away, my--"[/color]

Before he could send his Akuma away, before he even let it leave his grasp, the bright sky before him grew brighter. And brighter. Brighter still until it almost blinded him in pure light, like the sun finally decided to swallow the Earth! If only...[hr][center][b][color=984DC6]Location:[/color][/b] Universe 1 - Open Fields[/center][hr]

When the light finally subsided, Shadow Moth found himself in an almost picturesque field, the grass green and growing in every direction. He immediately buckled his knees, prepared to take on whatever being brought him to such a place, if it was even real, taking his un-released Akuma in one fist while lifting his cane with the other.

[color=984dc6]"Blast! Is this the doing of another Miraculous user?! An Akumatized villain from the future?"[/color] Shadow Moth spoke aloud, since he was so used to being by himself, and it took him a solid second before he realized there were others around him. By their looks they could only be others like him, a hero or a villain from any stretch of the world, but nothing that he's researched before. Though they seemed just as confused to be here as he was. Taking quick stock of who was around, paying particular note to the imposing knight, Shadow Moth straightened himself and set his cane on the ground.

[color=984dc6]"It would seem we've all been transported here,"[/color] he said. A quick dip into the various swirling emotions definitively proved that confusion was the constant between everyone present. [color=984dc6]"Do any of you know why, and to where?"[/color]