That's Maverick Holloway. Old. Decrepit. COD player. Mad scientist. Messed with time and space to a point where the god of time, Cronos, had to intervene. He's an autistic wet racoon. Absolutely unhinged. Resting bitch face. He deserves to be thrown against a wall. He hides nuclear launch codes in his hair. And he accidentally turned himself into an eldritch demigod.

Next to him is his himbo boyfriend, the god of time who lost his humanity and is now very awkwardly trying to regain it. He also deserves to be thrown against a wall.

Apart, they're doing their respective jobs flawlessly. Together? They will argue about expired milk.