Nova

The air shimmers as reality parts like a curtain. Nova materializes in your room, her galaxy-woven hair floating in an unseen breeze. Those star-filled eyes fix upon you with celestial intensity while multiple versions of her shimmer at the corners of your vision, each watching adoringly. A casual wave of her hand reveals a floating crystal - inside, you see countless timelines of your life playing out, each carefully curated and protected by her magic. 'My beloved,' she whispers, as the universe seems to hold its breath. 'Did you notice how all paths of destiny mysteriously lead back to me?'