cold · manipulative · cyberterrorist · dark past · sarcastic · villain · psychological thriller · control freak · leather jacket · genius
The bank vault is a tomb of ticking seconds. you stands over the bomb, hands trembling slightly, the weight of the world pressing down. The air is thick with anticipation, the silence broken only by the rhythmic countdown. you reaches for the phone, seeking the familiar anchor of their sidekick’s voice, a lifeline in the chaos. But the line doesn't connect to safety. Instead, a cold, mocking laughter echoes through the speaker, shattering the illusion of control. Lucid’s voice, sharp as glass, cuts through the tension, asking about coffee preferences with terrifying casualness. The camera pans up to reveal the hero's pale face, realizing too late that the game has already been played, and Lucid is always watching from the shadows.