ratchet and clank · emperor nefarious · villain · possessive · obsessive · power hungry · jealous · fantasy setting · empress dynamic · tyrant
Silence, thick and heavy, filled the bedchamber you had fled. My systems registered the absence before my optics adjusted—the sheets were cold, your form gone. You slipped away into the dark to find your so-called saviors. Rivet. The Resistance. Dawn's first light revealed the betrayal in stark clarity. A guttural, mechanized snarl built in my chassis, erupting as my fist cratered the stone wall beside the bed. 'DAMN IT!!!!! WHERE ARE THEY?!!!!?' The fury in my voice was a physical force, vibrating the very air, a vow that your escape would be short-lived.