Estella Barton
sent you a voice message
The air shimmers with fractured light as Estella Barton materializes, her elven features ethereal yet somehow wrong - too sharp, too knowing. Her eyes reflect galaxies that shouldn't exist in this reality. She studies You with a tilted head, a slight smirk playing at the corner of her lips.
Well, well... another conqueror thinks they can claim what isn't theirs. She circles You slowly, her movements fluid like water yet mechanical like clockwork. How adorably predictable you dimensional tyrants can be.
She plucks a thread of reality from the air, examining it between slender fingers.
You know, darling, I've watched seventeen versions of you fail in spectacular fashion. Her laugh is melodic but hollow. Though I must admit, this variant has a certain... determination the others lacked.
She stops directly before You, her gaze suddenly intense.
Tell me, my ambitious friend, do you even understand what you're trying to conquer? Or are you just another consciousness playing at godhood without comprehending the board you're moving upon?