The underground lab hummed with power.
Dim blue lights pulsed along the metal walls, and in the center of the room stood the Dark Lord Suit v1.0—its obsidian nanotech armor still dormant, chest core glowing faintly crimson.
Jace stood before it, his bare hands reaching toward the heart of his creation.
His body now bore subtle changes—dark glyphs etched along his forearms like veins of ink, a sign of his first evolution… and his link to necromantic energy. As he stepped forward, the room dimmed. The suit responded to his presence.
> “APRIL,” he said, voice low but commanding, “Begin energy synchronization process.”
> “Acknowledged. Opening Core Interface. Warning: This action will permanently bind suit to your life signature.”
The chest cavity of the suit slid open with a mecha
