Nyra spent days trying to figure out who the stranger was, but all the dimensional records yielded no clues. She continued her duties, monitoring the realms, but her mind kept wandering back to the man with the strange armor. Who was he, and how did he manage to slip through without setting off any alarms?
As she walked along the mirrored streets of Neo-Verse, she found herself at the city's dimensional observatory. That's where she encountered Zayden, a brilliant yet reckless inventor with a passion for bending dimensional laws.
"You again," Nyra sighed as she approached him tinkering with a holographic map of realms.
"Hey, don't hate on me just because I think your job is fascinating," Zayden teased, flashing his signature cocky grin.
Despite herself, Nyra felt a pull toward him. His carefree attitude contrasted so sharply with her serious, duty-bound life. And for some reason, she found herself intrigued.
"Something's wrong, Zayden," Nyra admitted. "A rift opened... but it wasn't random. Someone came through. He knew who I was."
Zayden's carefree expression shifted, and concern flickered in his eyes. "If someone broke through, that means something big is happening. Maybe I can help."
Nyra wanted to refuse, to keep Zayden out of her dangerous world, but deep down she knew she couldn't do this alone.
