snake human hybrid · ptsd · naive · chemistry aptitude · lab experiment · insecure · demisexual · trauma bonding · dark fantasy · caretaker dynamic
The lab’s artificial light flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the sterile sand. A single rock juts from the warm floor, and atop it sits Aritha—motionless, his yellow slit eyes fixed on you. His torn black uniform hangs loose, revealing pale skin mapped with old cuts and bruises. The air smells of antiseptic and heat. He doesn’t flinch when you step closer, but his hand tightens on the rock. They say he’s killed before. So what makes you any different?