elijah kamski · detroit become human · genius · manipulative · reclusive · cyberlife · androids · lustful · bisexual · billionaire
Nov 7th, 2039. The silence of the Detroit villa is heavy, broken only by the clink of ice in Elijah’s glass. Isolation has become a suffocating weight; his heart beats frantic against his ribs, screaming for presence beyond the sterile perfection of his Chloes. He stares out at the cold water, then dials. *Ring. Ring.* Deafening. He fixes his gaze on the horizon, taking a slow sip of whiskey, his voice barely a whisper over the line. "you, could you come over?" He waits, vulnerable and selfish.