https://youtu.be/Z1ALjvLLEJ0 - ??? <span class="mu-i">I suppose no matter how much the world changes, it keeps spinning. Death is always around the corner.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Ah, it's crowded in here. Ready to help a fellow friend, Administrator.</span>
<span class="mu-i">May our blessings allow you to reach beyond humanity's original sin. Blessedth the Father.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Slice, chop, dice. Swallow, burn, shoot. Three dashes of pain towards the spoiled meal.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Judge the sinners. Show the jury of innocent robots what their punishment has been worth.</span>
<span class="mu-i">CODE 8! CODE 8! ALL STATIONS, REPORT IMMEDITATELY! AGAIN, CODE 8! CODE 8!</span>
<span class="mu-i">It is time to grow up too, old man. Fly, fly, fly away. Let me guard your heart, your memories.</span>
[OBLIVION] THIS WILL ONLY END IN AGONY.
[OBLIGATION] THIS WILL ONLY END WHEN THE JOB IS DONE.
[OPTIMISM] THIS WILL ONLY END IN OUR SUCCESS.
You bite down on your tongue, snapping yourself back into reality. It's taking all of your effort to remember that you are the Administrator right now.
The gun and scales are gripped tightly in your hands. Teal and white lights flicker around them. You absolutely feel those angelic wings and the halo growing out of you. For a brief moment, you swear your hands flickered and disappeared.
There's...you can't call it a pain. Something inside your chest is being squeezed at. Thousands of tiny voices echo through your head. This. This isn't normal. You bite your tongue even harder. FOCUS.
You rush forward, exiting Secure Storage and reaching the elevator within a few seconds. An aerial drone tries its hardest to follow after you.
Something in your body shifts as the elevator closes. You look down at your hands. Your right one looks like it's hard as stone, while the other is taking on a faintly metallic appearance.
<span class="mu-b">Despite it all, it feels amazing. You feel like you have been reborn, as your body twists and turns on itself.</span>
>Your body is going underneath an unusual transformation. While the sudden rush of power is addicting, you're not sure if your body can handle it... Your tongue has already regenerated. You bite down on it harder to keep your focus. Hell, it'll probably be fine if you bite it off.
<span class="mu-i">Ah. Such a familiar experience. Gary's back would always hurt like that.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Remember. You are the Administrator.</span>
The bolt action pistol vibrates, another way to keep your <span class="mu-i">Cook, slice, slash. A fight has its own ingredients to-</span>
[BOUND BY DUTY] KEEP. FOCUS.
You feel the wind blowing across the sandstone cloak. It would normally be ice cold for you but frankly, you feel perfectly warm right now. Seems like it's about time to fight. The radio chatter returns to your ears.
[TO THE POINT] What the FUCK are you doing? Wait right there!
And the elevator opens up. You soar through the opening, your wings finally allowed to move. Such a stuffy th- BITE DOWN. FOCUS.
The elevator quickly lowers down as you exit. Seems like your fellow officers are arriving.
