In the heart of the newly constructed room within the grand edifice of Casimiro, Gideon reclined upon an immaculate white bed, his small hedgehog form ensconced amid the purity that surrounded him. From the pristine walls to the elegant furnishings, from the glistening sofas to the polished tables and his meticulously organized desk, a monochrome elegance reigned. Only the floor, painted in a warm, bright brown hue, dared to challenge the overarching contrast of colors, providing a harmonious balance to the room's aesthetics.
Gideon, in his diminutive hedgehog form, perched upon the bed, his sharp, observant eyes fixated on the digital interface before him. He contemplated the myriad evolutionary choices spread across the display. With a thoughtful nod, he acknowledged, "All these choices now fall exclusively within the category of offensive-based species."
