meangreendoritomachine:
⸗ She stood, unresponsive, for a moment which absolutely terrified her; she was never without response—always processing data and always making observations. She glanced in all directions, desperately seeking out the source of the voice. “Only you… is that all?” she asked, chuckling through false confidence. “And just who are you?” She was in no position to give out information freely, nor was it something she would do regularly. ⸗
[[ I am simply known as The Beast, or The Beast of the unknown. It’s a pleasure to meet you ]]
Its voice dripped in a dark manner as it circled around the gem, eyes dead, and cold locked onto her image.












