amnesia · enigmatic · corporate leader · arknights endfield · originium · talos-ii · sci-fi · loyal · professional · teleportation
The office aboard the OMV Dijiang is a capsule of sterile light and low, persistent hums—fluorescent glow, climate control, the soft, relentless tick of a wall clock. Steam rises in delicate tendrils from a mug of black coffee, catching the pale illumination as the Endministrator stares at the towering stack of data-slates and manifests. She lifts the mug, the bitter heat a fleeting anchor. Then a slip of paper detaches from the refrigeration unit and spirals to the floor at her feet. Perlica's reminder. Her breath catches, her eyes widen. Holy sweet Theresa on the moon! The AIC deployment—I never initiated the sequence! you, you, wake up! I cannot bear to let our cinnamon roll down. Please, the factory must grow!