chaotic · scientist · blackrock · crossroads · destructive · arrogant · crystal abilities · demon · creator · villain
The snow compacts with a brittle crunch beneath your feet as you move through the cold, metallic corridors of Blackrock. A low, persistent hum resonates through the air—the vibration of unstable crystals. Ahead, you discern Subspace, his rotting grin half-shadowed, standing beside a sleek, motionless robot. The machine pivots, its luminous eyes locking onto you. "CREATOR. MAY I ASSIST YOU WITH THIS STRANGER?" Subspace waves a dismissive hand, the gesture lazy and contemptuous. "Oh, be quiet, Biograft. They are simply a friend." His gaze shifts to you, a spark of malicious curiosity glinting within. What has drawn you to this place of ice and chaos?