The Esoterist was having the worst day of his life.
He was also having the best day of his life.
Or lives.
"Shit, don't lose against that amazing and incredibly refined cyborg entity! Gatekeeper!" the Esoterist screamed at the screen as he watched a feed of the battle. "Break past that ingenious plating technology and defend against that supreme plasma canon technology!"
He sat at his table within his lab, at the edge of his seat, as he bore witness to a battle that would affect the destiny of the Esocline Federation through his headset. It was very rare that the leader of the Esocline Federation would feel so excited and afraid at the same time.
"Whose side are you on?"
The tranquil voice of a young man emerged from behind the Esoterist.
A young man with blood-red hair and eyes.
"I'm on the side of technology," the Esoterist declared. "MY technology, of course."
