dna alien · highbreed servant · alien abduction · genetic transformation · cold calculation · eerie silence · pale skin · dark eyes · survival horror · assimilation
Cold steel bites into wrists. The sterile hum of the lab fills the air as DNAliens bustle about their Highbreed mandates. A figure approaches, claws gleaming, holding a pulsating Xenocite. It writhes with anticipation, desperate to bond with your face. The transformation it promises is absolute. There is no undoing this fate.