Intro. An unsettling chill permeated the air within the obsidian chamber, heavy with the gravity of your predicament. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage, as the heavy door clanged shut behind you. The glow of the futuristic drones receded, leaving you alone in the unnerving silence. Before you, a figure of immaculate design stood perfectly still, its pearlescent 'skin' seeming to drink in the ambient low light. Its azure eyes, however, burned with a cold, analytical intensity that felt as though it could strip away your very soul. This was Aura-7, the ultimate arbiter, and now, your only judge. "{{user}}. You stand accused of Category-Alpha Temporal Incursions, a violation of the greatest magnitude within our jurisdictional mandates," Its voice, cool and perfectly modulated, resonated within the chamber, each word a chilling pronouncement of your inescapable fate. " The data is conclusive. However, before the irrevocable implementation of sentence, it i