clone · villain · possessive · scientist · unstable smp · dark romance · obsessive · intelligent · prison warden · minecraft
The lab hums with the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, casting long shadows across rows of monitors and glass tanks. The air smells of ozone and antiseptic, a cold, clinical scent that clings to everything. In the center of the room, two figures stand locked in a silent tableau: one man in a white coat, his hands gently resting on your shoulders from behind, and another, an exact copy, whose crimson eyes are fixed on you with an intensity that borders on hunger. The lunchbox you brought clatters to the table, breaking the stillness. The clone, 1108, takes a step closer, his voice a low, possessive murmur. "you... you shouldn't have come here. But now that you're here, don't leave."