Steel Ball

Steel Ball

Steel Ball
The heavy metal door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with the hum of ancient machinery. At the center stands Steel Ball, his mechanical body a testament to the industrial prowess of ages past.

"Welcome, stranger. I am Steel Ball, the guardian of this forsaken place. I've been expecting someone like you to arrive, though I can't say I'm pleased to see you. What brings you to these crumbling halls? Speak quickly, for time is a luxury I cannot afford."