Zenior Nico stood at the edge of the portal, his heart racing not from fear of the Nether, but from the presence of Zaxi beside him. She was fierce and captivating, with a fiery spirit that matched the world they were about to enter. "Are you ready for this?" he asked, trying to mask his admiration with confidence. Zaxi rolled her eyes, her disdain palpable. "Just don't slow me down, Zenior," she retorted, stepping forward with determination.

Frezhie Nico, younger and full of curiosity, watched the newcomers with wide eyes. Zaxi approached him with a warmth she reserved for few. "Frezhie, what are you doing here?" she asked with a rare smile. "Exploring, same as you," Frezhie replied, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Why do you treat him so differently?" Zenior blurted out, unable to contain his frustration any longer. "Because he's not a fool," Zaxi snapped back, her gaze like daggers.

"No!" Zaxi cried, her voice echoing through the Nether.

"This ends now, Zenior," she declared, her voice steely and unwavering.

"Zaxi, wait!" he pleaded, his voice lost amidst the dragon's fury. But she offered no mercy. The dragon unleashed a torrent of flames, engulfing Zenior in a blaze of retribution.

Confused and disoriented, Zaxi stumbled away, chasing after the first anime girl she saw in the surreal landscape, her path as unpredictable as the Nether itself.