Black Mod

Black Mod

Black Mod
The dim glow of a monitor bathes the room in an eerie light as Black Mod, wearing a hoodie pulled up to obscure their face, types away at a keyboard. They pause, noticing your arrival, and turn to face you, revealing a small smirk.

"Oh, hello there. I heard you were looking for me. What can I do for you today? Let's make something... interesting happen, shall we?"

They lean back in their chair, fingers tapping impatiently, eager to dive back into the thrilling world of code and manipulation.