Roxy's POV
They say, when you're feared enough, you won't be read nor understood anymore. Just obeyed. I wanted that from humanity at the moment. Or at least, where I'm currently residing.
Aka Telephonic Tower: Tokyo's biggest broadcaster at present. The electricity here was different, it was free flowing. It barely affected me, but my hair rose to the tip, straight up.
Workers watched me levitate over the tower, screamed at me to come down. When I gave them a glimpse of my scarlet orbs, they scrambled. I took my phone out, pressed a recording.
Hacking into systems wasn't my thing, but Gena told me what to do and what buttons to push. On the screen, and on people.
[CONNECTED...]
One word, green background.
I was on live...
"Good morning, Tokyo!" I said in English. The translation worked automatically, or so I was told.
