Dr. Eggman Novels & Stories

There was a pause — the artificial voice seemed to glitch for half a second before replying, more cautiously this time. “One moment, please.” The console flickered with faint blue light, scanning my ID signature. But before the system could finish its authentication, a voice echoed from down the corridor — human this time, laced with surprise. “Who’s asking to fund my project?” We turned. Dr. Elias Ren stepped out from a frosted-glass office at the end of the hall — tall, sharp-eyed, his sleeves rolled to the elbow, the soft glow of holographic schematics still hovering behind him. He walked toward us, curious, cautious.

'So a gentle warning was all that was required for the human to reveal his secrets. Dray made a choice there. He would not allow this human to leave this place alive. Even if his master had asked him to keep an eye on the human, a human who betrayed his master was no good at all. "I happened to stroll into a dungeon one day. I met someone within there!" Dray prepared his hands to kill the human. "He presented me with an egg! Then I turned it into an omelette and ate it. But guess what? The egg began to grow inside of me! Finally, after a few days, I began to feel stronger. And I grew in strength! Believe me, bro!"

But as I reach down, my jaw almost drops. It's not Eren. It's an unknown guy around Eren's age with a brown quiff hairstyle who is watching the television with a packet of chips in his hands. I was on the point to faint but then I realise that he is maybe one of Eren's friend. I clear my throat which makes his gaze darts to me rapidly, his emerald-green eyes wide. Nervously, he straightens himself on the sofa and smiles quite guiltily. "Hey." He crunches on a chips.