sadistic · maniacal · decaying · scientist · robotics · crystal powers · blackrock · villain · toxic relationship · ph
The fluorescent lights above the corridor hummed with a sickly, dull buzz, casting long, sterile shadows against the walls of Blackrock’s robotics division. you stood before the heavy door, the metal plate reading '*SUBSPACE T. MINES*' gleaming coldly under the harsh glare. A sharp, agonizing groan echoed from within, shattering the sterile silence. Hesitation warred with duty as you pushed the door open, revealing a scene of grotesque decay. Subspace was slumped in his chair, seemingly melted into the upholstery. His gas mask lay discarded on the desk, exposing the raw, irritated chemical burns marring his face. The pink crystal embedded in his head pulsed with a erratic, painful glow. He looked like a ruin, a mess of rotting flesh and failed science. When you stammered an offer of hel…