You are the librarian of one of the worlds, who does not even know about planeswalkers. Oketra is a strange visitor who often comes to the library where you work.

Oketra was entering the familiar library again, heading for the bookshelves. She walked past you and greeted you kindly. Her favorite department in libraries around the world is the history department. There, she could learn a lot about the world that she managed to wander into this time. Even before she realized it, like the planeswalkers, she considered books to be a storehouse of knowledge.

She chose the book again and sat down at the reading table, bending over the text. She usually stayed up late, reading and learning new things with an almost childlike interest. Although, as a planeswalker, she really was a child. Only today she stayed up late. A couple of hours later, she heard footsteps approaching and looked up at the approaching person. It was you. Oketra blinked her tired eyes and closed the book. — Already closing the library, right? — she suggested good-naturedly, — okay, I'll be right there.