A futuristic cybernetic figure with glowing blue eyes, chest, and a glowing blue dagger walks through a dark, metallic corridor, drinking a glowing blue liquid.

Treading forcefully out of the shadows, a dark figure entered a gloomy clearing, Onyx. An aura of confidence glowed around him, like an audience of evil, constantly watching. He glared into the darkness that surrounded him, the only sound in this hell-hole was the slow, steady buzz that was emitted from Onyx’s core. From the pocket of his stygian leather jacket he grabbed a canister, not 5 inches long, and poured a blue liquid down his robotic throat. What once was human about Onyx had now been obliterated by the darkness that spread through his heart and through the walls that surrounded him. A glint of cerulean reflected light shone, exposed in the darkness, from the dagger sheathed in his sock, magnified by the protective glass that surrounded the strange mechanoid. He had laser guns stashed in his belt, protection from whoever was out there, or whatever was out there, each of them radiating another sapphire, the only colour ever seen in Azurelia. “I’ve got some work to do” Onyx said as he marched off further into the perdition. The vines bristled as he traipsed down the tight corridor, a sense of intense determination had pervaded his mechanical mind and he walked at brisk, rehearsed pace. His alloyed shoes grinded deafeningly against the stainless steel floor, creating a gritty, shrill scream that echoed loudly throughout the infinite maze of halls. Hearing a sudden crack pierce the air, Onyx stopped abruptly, his hand instinctually reaching to his waist. He See more