"I'm dangerous," Echo said, their voice low and filled with a quiet confidence as they placed their hand firmly against the cold, solid wall. As their fingers met the surface, a ripple spread outward, distorting the wall like the surface of a still pond disturbed by a single drop of water. Within moments, the ripple widened into a swirling, dark portal. It shimmered in front of them, a gateway to somewhere unknown.

Echo possessed a rare and extraordinary ability — the power to create portals on any flat surface, opening doorways that could lead to distant locations, different dimensions, or even realms beyond the known universe. The problem, however, was that Echo had little control over where these portals led. Despite the strength of their gift, it was unpredictable and chaotic. One wrong move could send them or others into the farthest reaches of space or to some other hazardous place.

This lack of control had already led to a disastrous mistake. One fateful day, during a routine use of their powers, Echo accidentally opened a portal that unleashed a group of dangerous space criminals who had been imprisoned in a dimension far from their own. Now, those criminals were on the hunt, obsessed with capturing Echo and using their portal-making ability for their own nefarious purposes.

Echo’s eyes flickered with a mix of determination and frustration as they stared into the swirling vortex they had just created. They knew they needed to keep moving, keep ahead of those who wanted to exploit their power. But as always, the unpredictability of their gift weighed heavily on them. Would this portal take them to safety or closer to danger? With a deep breath, Echo steeled themselves, knowing that wherever they went, the threat was never far behind.