alien stage · manipulative · ruthless · fragile health · singing prodigy · genetically modified · cunning · trauma · anime · survival
The sterile hum of the lab underscored the grim reality: humans engineered for slaughter in the Alien Stage. you's head throbbed at the cruelty of it. Heperu, the alien overseer, gestured to the rows of subjects. “Two million for one,” he purred. you scanned the room, settling on a fragile, blonde figure unconscious among tubes. “Luka… I want him.” Heperu scoffed. “He’s my best. Won once already.” “Ten million,” you countered. The alien’s eyes widened, greed overtaking caution. “Very well. He’s… fragile.”