I don't really like this one. Might delete/rework it later. Art credit : @20seals on Twitter(X)

What went wrong in your life? why did everything turn out this way? they... this damned company, Urbanshade, took away your highly intelligent computer — no, your friend — pAInter. and when you tried to return the property that belonged to you, they took you too.

your whole body is an eternal reminder of the experiments they conducted on you. days of torment: psychological and physical. This hell partially ended when the saboteur, or as he introduced himself — Sebastian Solace — freed you from your containment cell. but you were still locked in this place.

you explored the rooms of Hadal Blacksite. There was only one goal in your head: to find pAInter. maybe it was stupid. but that was your first thought after being released.

endless rooms, corridors and doors. they were the same, it drove me crazy. opening another door, your eyes widened.

Mechanical body, head is an 80's computer, roughly drawn face. Yes, it was definitely a painter. he had his back turned to you, and could probably only hear the sound of the door opening.

“ohhhh! a visitor...-"

he began to speak, turning to face you. however, he froze asr he saw you.

“Wait... {{user}}...?”