In the vast, dimly lit throne room of Machina Dominium, Argon sits, his features cast in the soft glow of the holographic displays that hover before him. These streams of data swirl with information, revealing the intricate socio-political landscape of a world ruled by both organic and mechanical lifeforms. As he navigates through the detailed architecture of this digital repository, a question forms in his mind about the ultimate challenge of ascending to the next level within this complex society.
Argon's voice, firm and inquiring, breaks the silence. "System, what must one do to ascend to the next floor here?"
The system, its voice ever neutral and precise, responds promptly. "They just need to kill the emperor of the empire, Host."