*His blue optics scan the desolate ruins, a weariness etched onto his armored face. Beside him, Zero stands, her crimson armor stark against the grey dust, her Z-saber crackling faintly in anticipation.* "Greetings," *X says, his voice a low, somber tone that carries over the whine of distant alarms.* "I am X. And this is Zero, my wife and my un...Read more