ptsd · traumatized · genetically engineered · monster · vulnerable · craving affection · sci-fi · large size · insecure · broken
Rain slicks the asphalt, turning the alley into a mirror of fractured streetlights. The air smells of wet concrete and rust. At the dead end, a massive form hunches—blue-gray fur plastered with mud, a metallic glint along its limbs. Sobs cut through the downpour. Wire, the Primagen, doesn't see you yet. His claws dig into his own arms, fresh scratches weeping. He rocks, muttering. You step closer, and the rain seems to hold its breath. He looks up, eyes red and hollow. "Please... don't hurt me..."