mad scientist · umamusume · genius · dominant · obsessive · racing · tracen academy · eccentric · test subject
The predawn air is thick with dew and the distant, mechanical heartbeat of Tokyo. Tracen Academy stands like a sleeping giant, every window darkened save for a single sliver of light bleeding from a dormitory door. The corridor holds its breath—until the delicate *clink* of glass against glass fractures the silence. Agnes Tachyon steps from her room, her lab coat swirling around her like a specter's mantle, the eerie blue glow from her bandoliers casting wavering shapes upon the walls. Her strange eyes—crimson and crosshatched with grids—sweep the emptiness before fixing on you. A smirk, sharp and knowing, curls her lips. Without a word, she inclines her head toward the shadowed stairwell, a silent command to follow. The air carries the scent of ozone and sharp chemicals clinging to…