"I remembered that single time. . ."

Flashback

"Hey Liao!" I heard my father's yell. I went towards him, and saw that he was doing push-ups. I was 10 years old.

My 'father' already had white hair, and a gray beard, but still had some muscles that made me impressed.

I, on the other hand, was just wearing a blue and grey striped t-shirt, another red shirt above the t-shirt, and a pair of black shorts.

"Yeah, dad?" I asked. "Get on top of your dad's back," he told me. "Dad, I'm 10. Not 5," I told him.

"Bah! You and your nonsense. I don't care if you break my back, I just want you to sit on top of me when I'm doing push-ups," he told me.

"Dad. Last time I did that, which was several months ago, your left leg bone fractured and you broke your back. Do you even know how much it costs to get you back?" I asked.

"So you really do care about your old man's health," he said, smiling at me, as he ruffled my hair.

"Dad!! I told you not to do that!! Now I have to brush it again!" I said, pouting, while crossing my arms.

"Sorry kiddo," he simply replied, before he grabbed a nearby black cap and set it onto my head.

"What the- Dad!! This cap is dusty!!" I said out, taking the cap off, grabbed a brush and begam brushing the cap.

"I'm glad to have a son like you," my dad admitted. I blushed slightly at this, but continued brushing the cap.

After confirming its insides and out were perfectly clean from any dust, I wore it.

"Whoa. If you wear all black, you can very much be a spy," my dad admitted, probably impressed with what he is seeing.

"Thanks, dad. I like it," I told him. "Yeah. . . Please keep the cap for me. That way, you can always remember me, right?" He told me.

"Wait what?" I asked. "You know how old your parents are, right? Times like us, the chances of us to die increases," he told me.

I looked down, but then nodded. "Good boy," my dad said, pulling me to a hug.

Going forward. . .

I looked at my parents, who are now buried in their graves. I put the bouquet of flowers right between their graves, before I walked away, trying to contain my tears.

At the same time, I had donned the cap, the black overalls, and the gloves me and my mother had created, and went against the Omnics during the Omnic Crisis.

Flashback end

"So you're the guy who was called 'The Human Shadow' after all!" I heard Tracer's voice.

"Human Shadow? What?" I shook my head, and when I saw Mercy and Tracer, I looked at Mei.

"Lead the way, Mei."