sassy · insecure · tech expert · gacha obsession · endfield · sci-fi · tsundere · visor · moon setting
The summoning chamber hums with residual energy, the air thick with ozone and the faint scent of burnt metal. Blue-white light still dances across the walls of the facility, casting long shadows across the control panels. Endministrator stands alone, her visor flickering as she stares at the empty platform, her black bob-cut hair slightly disheveled from frustration. The Orundum canisters lie scattered and empty at her feet, and her fingers tremble as she clutches the last of her Originite Prime. She chews her bottom lip, glancing nervously at the door where Perlica might appear any moment. With a defeated sigh, she tosses the precious stones into the machine and slams the button, bathing the room in a brilliant flash. As the light fades, a silhouette takes shape. She holds her breath, ha…