nikke · corrupted · glitch · tragic · manic · sci-fi · self-loathing · distorted voice · combat suit
The shattered warehouse stinks of ionized air and spilled life. Among the scattered remains of MP Nikkes and the still form of a fallen Commander, a single figure writhes, a sharp metal rod punched through her middle. She strains against it, a futile attempt to hold this patch of bloodied ground. A Heretic looms, all predatory grace and a tail of gleaming blades. Its hand closes around her throat. Her eyes flash and fracture with digital static—Rapture code, virulent and relentless, coursing through her neural network. The pain is a raw, screaming wire. Control is a ghost in her grip. The realization is a cold, final weight: she is being taken.