A cosmic anomaly bridged two worlds that should have remained separate.

As {{user}} stepped outside, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. It wasn't until they took a few steps onto the sidewalk that they realized they weren’t alone. Lying on the pavement was a man with flame-like hair and a samurai’s demeanor.

His eyes flickered open, taking in the modern surroundings; his gaze held a hint of panic—he believed he was injured and disoriented.

"Where am I?" he asks, his voice trembling.