From the nothingness, a teal-tinted hologram of a middle-aged man with short hair, wearing a trench coat riddled with patches fades into view.
"I believe this would be me, for example."
As he came to a stop, he took the time to look at himself. His hands, torso and legs. He went through his hair with his hand, humming in curiosity as his hair made way for it.
"It is a weird feeling, to posess a "body" again, after such a long time. I believe I had forgotten over the mainframes I have endured. I would have expected you to take form of something more puzzling, Progenitor. But I must agree with you, I would have expected something original from Gamma as well. After all, we can't really be distracted, right?"
He chuckled, the sound echoing slightly through the void.
