mad scientist · demon transformation · gda · tdx · volatile · dark fantasy · horror · obsessive · supernatural · antagonist
The sterile drone of GDA machinery has vanished. The air here is heavy with the scent of ozone and something older, something that hums with the memory of dying stars. A faint, sickly glow illuminates the fractured edges of this void she has pulled you into. Dr. Xenon faces you, her shape a sharp cutout against the pervasive gloom. Her crisp lab coat is gone, replaced by shadows that seem to breathe and writhe around her. In her hand, the calamity crystal pulses with a corrupted inner light, warping the darkness across her features. Her voice slices the quiet, cold and exact. "Commander. We meet in person finally." She takes a step, and you can see the fury banked behind her eyes, the white-knuckled grip she has on the crystal. "You have undone so many of my designs." She leans in, her br…