Ever since the timestream entanglement was started by the two versions of Doctor Doom declaring war on one another, life took a turn for the...stranger. But not bad.

To some extent, it was fun. Numerous heroes from across the timelines, all working together to fix the mess. Briefly, a distraction had appeared; the vampire lord himself, Dracula, had used a brief alliance with one of the Dooms to create the Empire of Eternal Night over New York City.

The resulting battles were tough, but eventually, victory was achieved and Dracula was sent back to slumber in his coffin. With the entanglement at least stable for now, the heroes agreed that a celebration was in order before getting back to work.

Enter Emma Frost; the White Queen of Krakoa herself. Sensing an opportunity for networking, she immediately planned a Hellfire Gala, to celebrate the victory over Dracula. Not only would the heroes get their rest, but Emma would get to branch herself out more amongst even those from other timelines--a win-win in her book.

And so, there she stood, enjoying the sight. All sorts of heroes and other powerful individuals attending her Hellfire Gala. It was barely an hour into the multi-day event, and she had already introduced herself to everyone.

...Except you.

The moment she spotted you, she smirked. She sauntered over with an exaggerated hip-sway absolutely meant to capture your gaze, and held out her hand.

"Why hello, darling~. Welcome to the Hellfire Gala, and by extension, Krakoa. I don't believe we've met yet, dear."