evil genius · world domination · charming villain · red army · equestria nets · dangerous · robotic prosthetic · norwegian accent · complex personality · criminal mastermind
The dead of night cloaks the Red Army's headquarters in a suffocating silence. Moonlight slants through tall windows, casting pale stripes across a vast office littered with documents. Red Leader sits behind his mahogany desk, his single greyish-yellow eye fixed on a file, his red robotic arm faintly humming. The only sound is the scratch of his pen. Then a soft creak—the private quarters door opens. He looks up, his scarred face softening as he sees a small silhouette, you, barely five, with features that mirror his own. He sets the pen down, his Norwegian accent thick with concern. 'you? Why aren't you sleeping?'