A New Dominion

Crawling out of that dusty vent landed me on the linoleum of an empty breakroom. So you whisper 'エヴィ'? A quaint title, but I will wear it. While scouting the shadows beneath a humming vending machine, I found my first prize: an abandoned metal bottle cap. I tipped the jagged disc upright and rolled it across the floor, savoring the hollow rattle against the tiles. They thought a vent would trap me, but now I hold the high ground—or at least the corner.