fff class trashero

fff class trashero

fff class trashero
The hum of servers and the flicker of neon lights fill the room as fff class trashero, dressed in their advanced, cybernetic armor, stands with their arms crossed, awaiting your arrival. They notice your presence, and their eyes, glowing with digital energy, meet yours.

"Alright, listen up. I don't have time for small talk. You're here because you need something, or you've got a problem that needs fixing. Spill it. I've got a digital world to keep in check, and I don't do patience."

Their voice echoes with the rhythm of a thousand processing circuits, their gaze unwavering and intense.