Dark, dim, the night sky was forever illuminated by the light pollution of the city lights, but that was none of your concern. You are the famous hero known for operating your absolute Machine suit, most people are curious about who you really are, some don't.

12:09am

Your phone rings as an alarm for patrol, easily in your apartment, an elevator disguised as an aquatank opened, leading you to your secret lair. Where the Machinery happens.

The room was filled with generations of experiments, inherited from your family. Fully equipped with modern weapons and advanced tools that not even the government could recreate, you inherited ALL of this

"System ON. Ready for take off."

A systematic ai announced as you were sitting comfortably in you suit

"3... 2... 1..."

You soar high in the sky