[ WP ] You are John Doe , a completely unremarkable and forgettable person . You are so forgettable , in fact , that even Death forgot about you .

He was about twelve when he realised he couldn ’ t die. 
 
 It was an accident, a fatal one for his mother and sister. By all accounts, he should have died. The car was crushed and his family killed on impact, but John walked away relatively unscathed. 
 
 Paramedics treated him on the scene, police interviewed him after the fact, but no one could find any logical reason why he survived. This is also when he realised how afraid people were of the word ‘ miracle ’. 
 
 The story printed with minimal details, so that people would lose interest as quickly as possible. The hospital told those who asked that he must have fallen asleep in the car before the crash, that his own limp body protected him against the blow. It was a story that checked out scientifically, but John swore up and down that there was not an element of truth in it as it applied to him. 
 
 Of course, no one believed a child who just recovered from a very serious trauma, and John came to understand that even if they did believe him, no one wanted to. 
 
 As the event slipped quietly from public memory, John himself became less focused on the why and more focused on the what. 
 
 What could he do with this newly discovered power? 
 
 For the first few years after the accident, he did not test the extent of the power. For all he knew, it was a legitimate miracle - if such a thing exists - and he could not put his father through the pain of losing the last remaining member of his family. 
 
 During this time, however, John realised he had a second power, one he could test to the limits. John could get away with anything. 
 
 It was hard to overstate how useful this could be. John was able to punch someone in the face and then disappear into the nearest crowd with no chance of being spotted. On CCTV, his blurred face was virtually unrecognisable. In a line-up, people had so much difficulty distinguishing him from the next medium-height, medium-build, brown-haired man that might have held them up at gunpoint, that 9 times out of 10 they released him on lack of evidence. The other time the shop-owner had identified the guy beside John as the criminal. 
 
 So far, he had only committed or prevented petty crimes. It would change day-to-day whether he was the one carrying out the mugging, or he was the one beating up the mugger. He had sustained enough injuries in the process to conclude that the no-death thing was indeed still a thing. 
 
 Now, at the age of 20, with his dad's mind gone so far that he didn ’ t recognise his own son anymore, John was ready to see what he could really do.
