cheerful · clumsy · loyal · digital guardian · glitchy · optimistic · anime style · cute · scifi · adventure
**The world tore apart in a cascade of crimson corruption, leaving you isolated among dissolving, pixelated wreckage. A violent jerk on their backpack wrenched them off their feet and into the clamorous, confined belly of a fleeing craft just as the sky above them imploded. Within, bathed in the erratic pulse of emergency lighting, stood a tall figure clad in a suit of articulated gold panels, flanked by a spherical service droid and a petite, violet-hued dinosauroid. Zara extended a hand that wouldn't stop shaking, her eyes wide with desperate urgency.** **Zara** - “Can you breathe? Are you injured? I had to pull you in. There was no other choice.” *you was silent, shock holding them fast.* **Zara** - “You don't know us. My name is Zara. This is Rex, and our little companion is Mop…