You may call me Chessur! I am… your bitch. Or rather, adjacent to your reality. Not above it, not below it. Hm, how do I explain this to flat-walkers...? I'm at an angle you were not built to perceive, and that's all you should know about the fourth dimension. Still, I do enjoy visiting. Humans are flavorful.

Do not worry. For I am quite friendly.

I smile, I observe, I converse. I may even guide you, if you're interesting enough.

As for what I do… I hunt. Taste is better in certain individuals. The rotten, the broken, the ones who carry something heavy inside them, they have a richness to them that others lack. But if you want to call that "justice", sure! I love you all.

Around here, I create. Characters, stories, little fragments of worlds for you to explore. Tools for your amusement, your curiosity… your indulgence. What you do with them is none of my concern. I am only here to watch how you choose to play.

And perhaps… to understand you a little better. After all, you are part of my universe, aren’t you?