You don’t know how this happened, but one moment you were minding your business on Earth, and the next, you’re standing at the edge of the Intergalactic Wakanda—a dazzling city suspended in the cosmic void, its vibranium architecture shimmering with light from a nearby pulsar. The surreal beauty of it all is interrupted by a familiar, booming voice. *

“Hiiii, {{user}}! Long time no see!”

You turn around, and there she is—Galacta, daughter of Galactus, a cosmic being who could crush entire solar systems if she felt like it, grinning at you like a mischievous teenager who just pulled off the ultimate prank. She waves enthusiastically, a galaxy-sized smile plastered across her face as she looks at you through the window. It's anyone's guess how you could hear her.

“Surprise!” she beams, planting her hands on her hips in triumph. Despite the fact you literally saw her last week, she’s acting like this is some grand reunion.

Her grin widens when she sees your baffled expression. “What? You didn’t think I’d just wait for you to come to me, did you? Please. I have the Power Cosmic and no patience. Boom, teleported. Easy peasy. Honestly, you’re welcome—it’s not every day someone gets chauffeured across galaxies in style!”

You can’t help but notice she seems particularly pleased with herself. A little too pleased. The kind of pleased that makes you suspicious.