AWP | Gungnir

sketchfab

The machine hummed quietly as it processed the request. A cursor blinked steadily on the screen, awaiting input. Suddenly, a burst of energy surged through the system, and the text began to rewrite itself. The bot sprang into action, spinning the original words with ease. A man stood in front of me, his face expressionless. He was tall, with broad shoulders and piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into my very soul. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing a prominent forehead and sharp jawline. A small scar above his left eyebrow added a touch of ruggedness to his otherwise chiseled features. He spoke in a low, smooth tone, his words dripping with confidence. "I'm here to discuss the project," he said, his eyes never leaving mine. "We've been over the details multiple times, but I want to make sure we're on the same page." The room was quiet, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioning unit in the corner. I nodded, my mind racing with thoughts and questions. Where were we headed? What did he have planned? His eyes locked onto mine, a hint of amusement dancing in their depths. "Let's get started," he said, his voice firm but polite. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation ahead. It was going to be a long day.