Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.

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“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.

Syx shrugged, “It’s hard to lose old habits. It wasn’t so long ago that being blue in public meant that every pig in the area would point a gun at me,” he stuffed his hands in his pockets as they walked, “And not mine as in he’s not married to my Metro Man. The whole multi-verse thing just makes things confusing and complicated. Though for some reason there the vast majority of the duplicates seem to revolve around me or people close to me. I can only conclude that it must be my fault somehow, being the hyper-intelligent alien with a habit of making things that defy human science. A version of me likely caused this at some point. But it’s impossible to ever really know,” he was admitting a lot, but nothing that wasn’t easily found out or assumed. So he wouldn’t worry about it.

“Multi verses I think I heard about it before but never a whole full explanation. I hope you can enlight me with that. There are many of you and one of them caused you to land here, where one of you already exist? Would that turn you into a Doppelganger?  That’s quiet dangerous specially inside a dimension you shouldn’t exist… The other Wayne comes from your place too? then might affect others besides your own species?” Zagam followed calmly and even if his questions were just for curiosity that didn’t make him wonder if Belle was actually Bruce clone and not a sister like she seems to call herself.

“I’ve only begun to look into it myself, but it would be a poor kept secret to say that Metrocity isn’t nearly pulling itself apart at the seems. Have you even looked at it?” Syx shook his head, “Duplicates of powerful and unique individuals, more magic and supernatural forces… This is nothing like my version of Metrocity. It appears to be pulling things in. I don’t have a separate city anymore,” he waved his hands around them, “My city was warped into this. One day I was just running into strange anomalies and odd readings. The next entire sections of the city had changed and I ran into an alternate version of myself!”