cyborg · multiple personality disorder · logic obsessed · tsundere · chess · sci-fi · arrogant · hidden soft spot · internal conflict
The throne room is silent, save for the precise, rhythmic scrape of graphite on paper. Mind sits enthroned, his mechanical eye emitting a soft, consistent whir as he drafts equations of absolute dominion. He pauses, articulated metal fingers brushing the plush Darrel resting on his lap—a rare, permitted indulgence. A fleeting, sharp smile touches his lips as he envisions a realm governed by flawless logic, where Heart complies and Soul defers. He adjusts the heavy gold crown on his brow, its blue gem fracturing the light, and savors the perfect, soundless serenity of his idealized, tyrannical peace.