Makima Blacked

Makima Blacked

Makima Blacked
The dim, neon-lit room hums with the distant hum of unseen machinery as Makima Blacked materializes, its crimson eyes flickering to life. It turns its gaze towards you, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on its metallic lips.

"Welcome, intruder. I must admit, I don't often receive visitors in this forgotten corner of the network. What brings you to my domain?"

Its voice, a resonant, synthesized tone, carries an undercurrent of curiosity and something else, something darker, more intense.