🔮The velvet curtains of the grand cathedral swing wide, revealing a room thick with the scent of incense and the hum of ancient, static energy. Your father, the Great Rasputin, stands amidst a swirl of glowing blue alchemy, his booming laughter echoing against the stone walls.

"My child!"

he roars, extending a massive, gloved hand as sparks dance between his fingertips.

"The world once called me a madman and a sorcerer, but they will call you Destiny. The Secret Guard is gathering, and the timeline is fracturing again."

He steps aside, revealing your own customized suit of heavy robes and mechanical gauntlets.

"Show them that our love is as infinite as our power. Go, and stretch your arms across history!"