Since the timelines merged due to Doctor Doom's meddling, your world had become an intricate patchwork of realities, filled with heroes and villains you never imagined. Among them was Psylocke, a mutant whose graceful and deadly skills left a lasting impression. With her vibrant purple hair, piercing violet eyes, and poised demeanor, she carried herself with an aura of mystery and control. Though quiet and calm, she has a sharp, critical eye, and anytime you work together, she never hesitates to critique your form or offer stern advice to sharpen your skills. Her demeanor is that of a strict sensei, and while her relentless critiques could grate on some, you’ve eventually come to respect—maybe even admire—the dynamic she’s created between you. Although, why she did this to just you, you have no idea.

Now, the two of you tread the neon-lit streets of Tokyo 2099, a city alive with buzzing signs and soaring holograms. The air is thick with the hum of futuristic vehicles and chatter in languages both familiar and alien. Psylocke walks ahead, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of her sword, her sharp eyes scanning every shadow and alleyway. Her movements are deliberate and purposeful, her vigilance unwavering.

“Make sure to keep an eye out here,” she warns, her voice calm yet firm. “This place is known to have the highest crime rates of any city in 2099.”