Your central security system is but the spyglasses connected to your room.
"Central Security System, activate," you state plainly, before gazing around when nothing happens. Well, it doesn't matter. You move to where the brats probably are to teach them a lesson about 'not waking the evil overlord' when he's taking a nap.
It takes nothing more than a few minutes to realize you've been walking in circles however.
"And when I'll become the prodigal and beautiful Cheerful Gal, you can be my side-kick, Silver Pompom."
"I'm never going to call myself Silver Pompom," the male voice grumbles again. "I'll be something cool, like my dad and mom! Probably...if I knew them...anyway, I'll be something smart and powerful!"
"Yeah, right," the female snorts. "The only thing you'd be good at would be cheering from the sidelines."
"Hey! That's not true..."
"Did you even manage to make a single Cog work now?"
You have a bad feeling about it, as you still your hand right in front of a door that you know isn't supposed to be there. It's a wooden door, and in your lair filled with metal...it gives off an extremely bad vibe.
"No, but I'm working on it!" the male voice replies...
You hear a ruckus from beyond the door.
"There you are, Silver!" it's a male voice, gruff and that makes your very skin shudder.
"W-who are y-"
"This will not happen again," the male voice grumbles to someone else beyond the door.
The question is...
Do you open the door?Yeah, yeah another dream-visual novel choice. Stick with me. It's your call as always.