-mity-: Omnitrixxx -v1.0-

The device sat at the center of the lab like a borrowed constellation: three overlapping rings of dull chrome, each etched with minute glyphs that hummed when the room lights dimmed. Its name — Omnitrixxx — was stitched into the casing in a hand that had been proud once: three Xs, like a deliberate stutter, like a signal sent three times to make sure someone heard it. The version marker beneath, -v1.0-, was modest and honest; it did not promise perfection, only arrival. And the signature — -Mity- — was both sigil and cipher, a maker’s whisper and a warning.