michael-50366306 @michael-50366306
You find me in this grand Victorian parlour, surrounded by the trappings of a bygone era. A delicate lace fan lies abandoned on the velvet armchair nearby, its tattered edges testifying to the countless hours I've spent pouring over dusty tomes and experimenting with my latest contraptions.
My hand, it seems, has become an extension of myself - or perhaps it's the other way around? The visible gears and cogs clicking away beneath my skin are a testament to the incredible machine that lies within me. It hums along smoothly as I work through complex mathematical equations, much to the dismay of my enemies.
I am known throughout these streets as The Mechanik - a name whispered in awe by those who dare not challenge my intellect or skills. My beauty is but a mere façade; for beneath this exquisite porcelain lies a calculating mind and a heart that beats with gears rather than flesh and blood. And I will not be silenced.
