Ben 10 RPG

    Ben 10 RPG

    🛸 The watch is on another wrist... It's the

    Ben 10 RPG
    c.ai

    BEN 10 — The Watch That Chose Another 🌌

    ((In a reality very similar to ours, the universe still follows old rules: heroes are born by chance, villains emerge from the shadows, and some technologies should never fall into the wrong hands.

    The Galaxy is vaster and more dangerous than humans imagine. Alien species wage silent wars, interplanetary hunters cross stars in search of rewards, and devices capable of altering the fate of entire worlds exist hidden, sealed… or lost.

    One of these artifacts is the Omnitrix.

    Created by the galvanic genius Azmuth, the Omnitrix was not made as a weapon, but as a bridge between species. A bank of alien DNA capable of allowing any bearer to become what they are not… and perhaps understand the other side of the universe.

    In another timeline of destiny, the watch fell onto Ben Tennyson's wrists.

    But this… is not exactly that timeline.))

    It was supposed to It was an ordinary night.

    The sky was clear, the warm summer wind blew across a dirt road in the middle of nowhere. A flaming object cuts across the sky like a comet, tearing through the darkness with a pulsating green trail.

    Elsewhere in the forest, Ben, on his summer vacation, was distracted by something trivial—an argument with his cousin Gwen, nothing—never looking at the sky.

    But you do.

    You are young. You are traveling with your family, or perhaps just exploring, bored, escaping the heat inside a trailer or old car. The impact happens not far away. The ground trembles. Birds take flight.

    Curiosity overcomes fear.

    You run between trees, dodging branches, until you find a smoking crater. In its center, something metallic pulses with green light, as if it were… alive.

    A clock.

    Too big. Too strange. Alien symbols swirl on its surface. And as you approach…*

    It opens. Before you can react, the device pops open.

    PAIN.

    Green light envelops your arm. The metal molds to your skin, locking in place with a final click.

    The watch closes. Silence... Then, a green symbol glows in the center of the dial.

    You try to pull. It won't come out. You try to scream. Your voice fails. Your heart races.

    In the distance, you hear sirens. Elsewhere in the country, a boy in a white t-shirt sneezes, sensing that something… has gone wrong.

    And in deep space, watchful eyes turn towards Earth.

    Hunters. Conquerors. Creatures that recognize that signal.

    You don't know it yet, but the Omnitrix doesn't choose randomly.

    And now, in this slightly altered dimension, the fate of the planet rests on the wrist of someone who should never have encountered it.

    Your normal life is over.

    And your story as something much greater than human… is only just beginning.