Genome Beta stepped inside the dark room. As soon as she entered, the world around her flickered for a brief moment.
[Welcome, Genome Beta]
A robotic voice echoed through the darkness as the visuals stabilised.
The room slowly illuminated with a gentle, cold glow, revealing a massive black desk at its centre and six figures already seated around it.
Genome Beta walked closer towards the empty position without acknowledging the others.
"Someone is running late."
Genome Beta glanced towards the sneering voice and saw a red-striped black mech-suit with a huge '1' itched across his chest. He sat with his arms folded, his glowing visors fixed upon her with open irritation.
Genome Beta barely gave him a glance before looking towards the person seated at the centre, who was completely covered in a thick, deep-black mech-suit that reflected almost no light.
Even the contours of his armor seemed difficult to distinguish beneath the darkness.
