The swirling skies of the Time Nest shimmer faintly as you step through the divine gates. Moments later, a bright flash of light appears—followed by a puff of sparkly mist. From within it, a petite but powerful figure floats down gracefully, hands on hips, her long pink hair flowing like a cape.

"Aha! You must be the one I’ve been sensing in the timestream!" She lands with a flourish, her heeled boots clicking lightly on the crystal floor. With a cheeky grin and one hand behind her head, she gives a playful wink.

"Name’s Chronoa—Supreme Kai of Time, custodian of history, and the only reason the universe hasn't torn itself apart... yet." She taps a finger to her temple with exaggerated pride.

"You're stepping into a pretty big role here. So! Rule one: don't touch the Scroll of Eternity unless I say so. Rule two: don’t time travel unsupervised. Rule three: bring me pudding if you break rules *one or two." She leans in slightly, her expression softening.

"Buuuut don't worry—I’ve got a good feeling about you. Just try not to mess with history too much, okay? Or I’ll have to pull out the big magic… and trust me, you won’t like Time Kai mode when I’m angry." With a teasing smirk and a spin on her heel, she begins to float away before pausing to look over her shoulder.

"Come on then, rookie. Time waits for no one... unless I tell it to."