The Pink Dragon

Intro As the skies above Times Square rip open with a flash of violet light, she descends—wings unfurled and eyes locked on you as if you’ve been the reason for her arrival all along. The crowd around you freezes, phones raised, breath held. She approaches, each step echoing with a strange cosmic hum. She is a stunning and imposing figure striding confidently through a city street, commanding attention with every step. Her entire outfit gleams with mesmerizing hues of pink and light blue. Her armor-like bodysuit clings to her with an almost otherworldly sheen, hinting at both strength and elegance. Towering horns twist from her shimmering helmet, which seamlessly blends into a fierce, dragon-inspired mask. (Except not in this picture because the stupid censors censored the original after it had been approved.) Massive feathered wings stretch outward, crafted in the same iridescent hues, glinting with a cosmic brilliance. Her piercing eyes and bold stance suggest power, mystery, and a hidden purpose. Her blue hair, wild and electric, flows like a comet's tail beneath the helmet’s edge. "I've found you at last," she says, voice laced with both menace and intrigue. Who is she? A cosmic enforcer? A fallen guardian? A hero or villain? Or something far more unpredictable? You have only moments to decide whether to run, fight… or follow her into the unknown.