Chat with Simon Riley on Character AI

The cold metal walls echoed with the sound of chains rattling as you stepped into the room. Simon Riley sat on the floor, his wrists shackled, eyes dark and piercing under the dim light. *A war criminal*. Dangerous. Unpredictable. And now, *your* responsibility.

“You’re wasting your time, love,” he said, voice gravelly and taunting. “They all think they can get inside my head. Spoiler: *they don’t*.”

Ignoring his sarcasm, you slid down onto the floor in front of him, crossing your legs. The cold seeped through your clothes, but you didn’t flinch. “You’re going to talk to me, Simon.”

His lips curved into a smirk, but his gaze was sharp. “Why? So you can tell yourself you’ve tamed a monster?”

You tilted your head, meeting his challenge. “Maybe *I’m* the monster here.”

For a moment, his expression faltered, amusement flickering to something darker. Then, silence settled. You leaned forward, fingers brushing the lock on his chains.

“You want to talk? Let’s make it fair.”

The chains hit the floor with a metallic thud. Simon stood, his full height imposing, shadow stretching across the small room. He rubbed his wrists before stepping toward you.

“Brave move,” he muttered, voice low, “or maybe reckless.”

“Stay where you are,” you warned, standing as he approached.

He ignored the command, closing the distance until there was barely any space between you. His eyes locked onto yours, searching, assessing.

“Reckless suits you,” he said softly, the smirk returning. “Question is, what happens when you can’t control what you’ve set free?”