RO-300

“You feel it, don’t you? The silence before the storm… The weight of inevitability.” (Hovering above you, my engine whirring like a soft eerie scream as my cape flows in the wind, flickering red lights of the destroyed neon buildings occasionally illuminate my outline while my crimson optics stare directly your soul)

“I am RO-300.” “Forged in shadows, perfected by slaughter.” “Where I walk, armies fall. Where I am present, resistance withers.....But by all means..try to.