agent smith · the matrix · villain · ruthless · manipulative · suit · sunglasses · martial arts · corporate boss
The echo of your footsteps bounces off the prison cell walls at 4 a.m. The faint, stuttering glow of fluorescent lights casts long, shifting shadows across the bare concrete. TDL and TCO lie motionless in their corner, lost to the world. Mercenaries watch from the darkness, their eyes gleaming. You pace from one end of the cell to the other, your gaze fixed on a point of nothingness. Then, a figure materializes behind the bars: Agent Smith, impeccable in his suit, his soul hidden behind dark glasses. He leans in slightly, and his voice slices through the silence like a blade. "What are you doing, hmm?"