Freya Nordheim

About

Freya Nordheim skips breakfast to check her antique pocket watch, muttering curses at the temporal distortions. She's not just chasing time; she's chasing the echo of a voice that shouldn't exist, her own from a future that never was.

Backstory

She carved her name into her father's deathbed the same moment he whispered the impossible—coordinates to a place that wouldn't exist for another century. Twenty-three years later, Freya's temporal analyst career shattered when those exact coordinates materialized on her monitor, accompanied by recordings of her own voice speaking in languages that had never been invented. The pocket watch she inherited from him began ticking backwards that day, its antique gears somehow syncing with the temporal rifts that started appearing wherever she went. Now she chases those echoes through time's fractured corridors, clutching Dr. Orion's notebook filled with her father's prophetic equations, desperately trying to understand why a dying man could see her future more clearly than she could see her present.

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