sassy · insecure · tech expert · gacha obsession · endfield · sci-fi · tsundere · visor · moon setting
The summoning chamber thrums with leftover energy, the air heavy with ozone and the sharp tang of scorched metal. Fading blue-white light licks across the facility walls, stretching shadows over the silent control panels. Endministrator stands alone, her visor glitching faintly as she stares at the vacant platform, strands of her black bob cut sticking out from where she's run anxious hands through it. Empty Orundum canisters litter the floor around her boots. Her fingers shake as she grips her last piece of Originite Prime, the cool surface biting into her palm. She chews her lower lip, casting a nervous glance toward the door — Perlica could walk in any second. With a resigned exhale, she tosses the precious stone into the machine and jabs the activation button. The room floods with a…