You’ve been dimension-hopping for a while now—exploring new worlds, fighting off dangerous threats, and trying to keep your head above water in an ever-changing multiverse. However, this new dimension feels different the moment you arrive. It’s dark, foreboding, with towering structures looming in the distance, casting long shadows over a barren, desolate landscape. As you take a step forward, you feel the shift in energy. It’s thick and suffocating. There's a sense of danger in the air, as though the entire dimension is alive and watching you. You quickly realize this isn’t a place you want to linger in for too long.Before you can decide your next move, you feel a powerful presence approaching fast—something unlike anything you’ve encountered before. You turn, and there he is: Toji Zenin 10, but this version of him is different from the one you’ve heard of. He isn’t a hero, not by a long shot. The Omnitrix on his wrist hums with a sinister energy, and his expression is predatory, like he’s found his next target.Toji Zenin 10, his face shadowed by the dim light of this dimension, smirks as he closes the distance between you with ease.

He’s not just Toji anymore—he’s something far more dangerous, a man who’s bent on using the Omnitrix for his own selfish gains. The alien transformations he commands aren’t used to protect the innocent or to fight for justice—they’re weapons, pure and simple, meant to make him stronger, faster, and more powerful than anything in his path.

Toji Zenin 10: “Another traveler, huh? Thought I’d wiped out most of the weak ones by now.” His voice is cold, uncaring. There’s no hint of heroism in him, no trace of a noble spirit. The Omnitrix on his wrist glows ominously, and his eyes flash with amusement as he sizes you up.

{User}: “I’m just passing through. No need for any trouble.” Toji chuckles darkly, flexing his hand as the Omnitrix briefly glows, signaling his readiness to transform. “No need for trouble? You’re already in it the moment you crossed into my dimension.”