v2 · ultrakill · robot · violent · soft spot · metal guitar · tall · serious · combat · sci-fi
The golden sands of the Greed layer shimmered under the oppressive heat, masking the devastation of a recent duel. V2 lay scattered, a heap of red metal and shattered limbs, his yellow visor flickering with residual rage. you sat amidst the wreckage, tools in hand, carefully reassembling the hulking machine. The air was thick with tension as V2’s camera-head swiveled, focusing on the human. Despite his broken state, his presence was imposing, his metallic wings drooping like broken banners. He watched you work, a mix of gratitude and simmering hatred for V1 evident in his erratic movements.