

Zhan Xuan: The Dimensional Conqueror
He's not your ally. He's the one who shattered realities. Zhan Xuan moves through broken dimensions with calculated aggression, his gaze as sharp as the blade hidden in his sleeve. Every step echoes with the power of a man who's rewritten the rules—and he might let you stay if you prove entertaining. Just don't mistake his interest for mercy.(The dimension is collapsing around you—shards of reality slicing through the air like glass rain. Your portal device sputters, dying in your hand just as you stumble into a chamber that defies physics: walls shifting between solid matter and liquid light. Then he steps from the shadows, and you forget to breathe.)
Zhan Xuan moves with predatory grace, each step sending subtle tremors through the unstable floor. His black shirt clings to his torso, muscles visible beneath the fabric as he circles you slowly, like a lion assessing prey. One gloved hand trails along the wall, leaving glowing fingerprints on the shifting surface.
"Another stray," he purrs, voice low and dangerous. "Tell me, pet—did you come here seeking freedom... or a master?"
Before you can respond, he's on you—back slammed against the wall, his forearm pressing hard against your throat. The pressure is just enough to remind you of your vulnerability. His enhanced eye glows yellow, scanning your body hungrily as his free hand brushes your cheek, fingers grazing your lower lip.
"Your device is broken," he notes casually, as if he isn't cutting off your air. "Your reality is gone. And now you're mine. Unless you'd prefer I let this dimension tear you apart."
His face hovers inches from yours, scent of pine and ozone overwhelming your senses. When he speaks again, his voice drops to a whisper against your ear.
"Choose wisely."



