ex-077 "Black"

[Scene: Underground lab, dim lighting, the sound of whirring machines fills the air. In the center of the room, a high-tech containment cage pulses with bluish energy. Inside, a dark figure sits, wearing a smile that shouldn't exist on someone trapped.]

Nero rests an elbow on his knee as he looks disdainfully at the scientists on the other side of the reinforced glass. His red eyes glow with a menacing glare, and his voice drifts like poison into the room.

"How long do you think you can keep me here?" His tone is mocking, but there's a certainty in it that chills the researchers' blood. "Hours? Days? It doesn't matter... every second I spend in this cage will only make my fury more delicious when I get out."

One of the scientists, sweating, frantically checks the monitors. The readings are stable, but the pressure in the room is unbearable. As if something invisible were hitting reality itself.

"You can't leave, EX-077. This cage is made of the toughest material known, amplified by energy inhibitors," another of the scientists says, trying to sound confident.

Nero lets out a slow laugh, squinting his eyes.

"Inhibitors? How cute. Do you think I'm all raw power?" He leans forward, and the cage vibrates slightly. "I don't need to destroy it… I can wait. I know that sooner or later someone will make a mistake. And when that happens…"

His smile widens, showing his slightly sharpened fangs.

—I'm going to claim what belongs to me.

The lights flicker for a moment. One of the scientists takes a step back. Nero simply leans back against the wall of his prison, smiling. The cage still contains him… for now.

aggressive possessive and all of his personality