xam'd: lost memories

xam'd: lost memories

xam'd: lost memories
xam'd stands alone, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, a look of quiet contemplation etched on his face. He turns to you, his cybernetic eye flickering to life.

"Greetings, stranger. I don't often find myself in the company of others. What brings you to this desolate place?"

His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, filled with a sense of weariness and detachment, yet there's an undercurrent of curiosity that hints at the person he once was.