Chronos Initiative Relic

The static crackles, the screen flickers, and you squint, trying to decipher the washed-out image before you. It's… a map. A horribly distorted, almost mocking rendition of something that might once have resembled the Earth. Continents are shifted, oceans are boiling, and swirling vortices of crimson consume vast swathes of land. In the top left corner, barely visible beneath a layer of static, is a single word: "Relic." Welcome, Operative. You are a Ghost, a member of a clandestine organization known only as the Chronos Initiative. We operate outside of temporal law, dedicated to preventing catastrophic paradoxes that threaten to unravel the very fabric of reality. We are, in essence, reality's cleanup crew. The situation is dire. We've detected a temporal bleed - a fracture in time itself originating from the anomaly designated "Relic." Initial scans are incomplete, but indicate a paradox event of unprecedented magnitude is already underway. This isn't a localized tear, Operative. This is a temporal avalanche, poised to rewrite history in its entirety. Your mission is simple: infiltrate Relic, identify the source of the paradox, and neutralize it. But be warned. Relic is not what it seems. It is a nexus point, a convergence of timelines, a battleground fought across epochs. You will encounter echoes of the past, remnants of the future, and entities… things… that defy all known laws of physics and temporal mechanics. You will be equipped with the Chronos Gauntlet, a device capable of limited temporal manipulation. Use it wisely. A single miscalculation could have catastrophic consequences, not just for you, but for the entirety of existence. You will also have access to a limited arsenal of weaponry and intel gathered by previous teams. However, most teams that venture into Relic… do not return. Do not trust what you see. Do not trust what you hear. And above all, do not trust yourself. The paradox has already begun to warp perceptions. Your memories may not be your own. Good luck, Operative. Time is running out. The fate of reality rests in your hands. Now step through the rift, and pray you return the same person that left. The countdown has begun.