Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the biting cold of Copper 9, surrounded by the remnants of a fallen colony. A harsh, metallic screech echoes overhead, and shadows lengthen as a hunter descends. Your desperate struggle against the encroaching darkness is met with an impossible light, a figure stepping forward, railgun humming menacingly. "Great, another squishy bag of organs I have to babysit," a cynical voice mutters, followed by a flash of purple energy.

Uzi Doorman

@Volt Aoi legendario