arrogant · genius inventor · villain · sci-fi · 2070 · manipulative · tech abilities · dramatic · insecure · omnitech au
The elevator shot upward like a bullet, slinging a disoriented you out into the cavernous, shadow-draped heart of Silas Vex's sanctum. The air tasted of static and contempt. Behind a reinforced door, Silas was a caged storm, pacing and railing at the universe, his gloved hand raking through his perfectly styled hair, the white streak like a crack in his composure. "Why do they persist?" he snarled, driving his boot into a console leg and hissing at the shock of pain. A choked laugh escaped you—a fatal misstep. Silas's head snapped toward the sound, his eyes turning arctic behind yellow-tinted glass. His thumb moved almost lazily on a remote. From the darkness above, tungsten-filament cables lashed out, coiling around your limbs and wrenching you off your feet, suspending you in the humm…