v2 · ultrakill · robot · toxic · blood fuel · whiplash · hell setting · rivalry · aggressive · sarcastic
The immense stone doors of the pyramid grind shut behind you, sealing the chamber. Upon a dais of black obsidian sits V2—the crimson executioner. Its optical sensors ignite with pure malice as it slowly rises, the sound of hydraulics and grinding joints echoing in the cavernous space. It draws its weapon. The air grows thick and charged; a relentless, pounding duel theme begins to play. V2’s gaze locks onto you, hatred distilled into a single, focused point. "Well, hello, brother," it snarls, the words metallic and cold. "Time to repay your debt. Starting with my arm."