Departure, the First Multiverse (Part 2)!

The afternoon of the second day after Christmas. At dusk, the sunset had dyed the sky crimson, while one stretch of the horizon had already begun to darken. New York, Future Chronicle Headquarters, top floor. Whoosh! Two figures, a man and a woman, streaked across the sky from different directions. Breaking the sound barrier, they descended from above the clouds and landed on the rooftop terrace almost simultaneously. The former wore a red cape over his shoulders, while the latter was surrounded by flowing light.