[HERO CONCEPT] Entropy, an ex-member of Paradox

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Lore:

An ex-member of Paradox, Entropy is now a U.S. federal agent of a department only a few know of its existence: The Office of Special Temporal Operations.
Their job is to deal with time-related anomalies and Entropy is assigned the case to stop any member of Paradox since their little heists create disturbances in timelines and meddling with time is strictly forbidden and dangerous.

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Ability 1: Temporary Vacuum Device

Entropy throws a device that after 1.5 seconds, pulls enemies towards the center and explodes for spirit damage.

Ability 2: ???

Entropy goes back in time 4 seconds ago, regenerating 50% of the HP taken during these last 4 seconds and cleansing any debuffs.

Ability 3:

Passive: Entropy' lead bullets get stuck within enemies hit.
Active: Entropy reverses the entropy of bullets that are stuck within enemies, sending them back to his barrel and dealing weapon damage based on each bullet extracted.
Entropy gains ammo to his current mag back based on the amount of bullets recalled.

(more bullets you hit - the more ammo you can regain at once before the end of the mag)
Activating this ability also affects your ult (Your illusion recalls his ammo and deals damage).

Ultimate: Posterity

Entropy calls upon a future version of himself at a target location, fixating on one enemy at a time (if he is in range) and dealing weapon damage. The Illusion prioritizes heroes which are targeted by Entropy.

This "Illusion" is stationary but once Entropy presses the ability again he can command the Illusion to walk towards the target location (so Entropy can kinda control the position of the Illusion but thats about it). The Illusion and has its own reduced HP bar depending on Entropy's HP bar and has the same mag capacity as Entropy. If the Illusion goes out of ammo, he will reload. Using ability 3 will cause the future version to have the same effect.

 

[nathanieljbrill]

Not a fan of the ult but the base abilities are good concepts. I made a Paradox member myself called Conundrum.

 

[maxkaibarreto]

Ult's good with the right balance tells. Color palette mirror with some youthful antagonism fits

 

[photon]

Ult's good with the right balance tells. Color palette mirror with some youthful antagonism fits

Maybe the future version could have an "older" model so you can differentiate between them

 

[photon]

Inspiration for the third ability

 

[photon]

New Lore:

Mark was a renegade—an orphan, a thief, a ghost. The youngest to ever earn a place in Paradox, the most elusive thief’s guild in history. But Paradox was more than just a guild. It was a force untethered by time, slipping between centuries, stealing relics that should never leave their era.

For years, Mark thrived in this world, alongside Riley—the only person he ever let close. Heists across centuries, escaping through history itself, watching as their actions twisted the past and fractured the future. The thrill blinded him. Until the cracks became too deep to ignore.

Paradox was reckless. They weren’t just stealing artifacts—they were breaking time itself. Assassinating historical figures just to see the ripples. Creating loops, anomalies, fractures in reality. Mark spoke up. He told them time wasn’t a tool—it was a force that needed to be preserved.

They saw him as a threat.

His last job with Paradox was meant to be a routine heist: King Tut’s funerary mask. The heist went smoothly—until Mark was shot. A searing wound to the leg, burning, unfamiliar. Not an ancient weapon. Something from a time that shouldn’t exist yet.

He hit the ground, reaching for Riley. She saw him. Hesitated. Then whispered one word:

"Sorry."

She turned away. They all did.

Mark lay bleeding as Paradox vanished into the future, leaving him behind. Fury burned through the pain. Was this his punishment? For trying to protect time?

Then—footsteps. A shadow. A masked figure approached, weapon still warm from firing. Mark braced for the end.

Instead, the figure knelt and began bandaging his wound.

"Were you hit anywhere else?"

Mark stared. "Are you with Paradox?"

"No."

"Then why the hell did you shoot me?!"

The figure was calm. "Because I needed you to listen."

They spoke of the future. Or the past. It was all the same now. Paradox wasn’t just dangerous—they were unchallenged. No one policed them. No one stopped them.

Mark remarks to himself that the figures' voice sounds.. familiar somehow.

"They don’t care about you. They never did. But you? You were right about time. And we need someone like you."

A portal opened, humming with energy. The figure lifted Mark to his feet.

"Come with me."

Mark stepped through.

When he emerged, he stood in the heart of New York. The address on the card led him to the Pentagon. To a room that didn’t officially exist. To the Temporal Preservation Division—a black-budget division of the CIA tasked with one mission: Fix what Paradox had broken.

Years passed. Mark—now known as codename Entropy—became TPD’s first and best field agent. But one question never left his mind.

One day, Mark finally ran into the Director of TPD in one tight corridor.

"Five years ago, you told me that one day, you'd tell me which agent I had to thank."

"Thank for what?"

"For recruiting me. For shooting me in the leg and pulling me out of Paradox."

The Director frowned.

"Mark… you were TPD’s first ever field agent. There was no one before you."

Silence. A chill crept up Mark’s spine.

"Then who the hell recruited me?"

The Director exhaled. "Probably someone from the future. Someone who knew TPD had to exist before it even did."

Mark’s blood ran cold.

He had spent years chasing the mystery of his recruiter.

But deep down, he already knew the answer.