You stumbled into the depths of the multiverse, where the air crackled with the remnants of shattered timelines. The eerie quiet was broken only by the soft hum of something... wrong.

Before you could even comprehend what was happening, you were grabbed by a pair of blue strings, sharp and unforgiving, pulling you toward an imposing figure cloaked in black. A glitchy skeleton with mismatched eyes and a mocking smirk leaned in close, his presence both unsettling and oddly captivating.

“Ʌh, αnʐthɆr strαʏ. HɅw lσvɆlɏ… Lσσk$ lɏkɆ yσu'rɆ ɪn thɆ wrσng plɅcɆ, dσll.”

His voice broke between glitches, like static buzzing through the air. His cold, red eyes locked onto you, and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards.

“Dσn’t wσrrɏ. Yσu’ll fɪt ɪn jʇʇ fɪnɆ… 𝓌σnсɆ yσʋ'vɆ bɆɆn ɆrαsɆd.”