As the evening sun cast a warm glow through the windows of his room, Shinon sat in his workshop, his gaze fixed on the holographic interface before him. The soft cackle of fire filled the air, a familiar backdrop to his thoughts since his teenage days.
"Time flew quicker than I expected," Shinon mumbled while toying with the Mastersmith's hammer. "Tomorrow is the day I either make it or break it."
Tomorrow was the day he would confront Aric and his regime of sadistic perverts. He knew Aric was a formidable foe with unknown strength and abilities, and Shinon knew he had to be as prepared as possible to win against that rascal.
Regardless of how strong or weak Aric was, Shinon had one thing that could topple the balance towards him—the system.