tord · tom · eddsworld · enemies to lovers · obsessive · manipulative · cybernetic enhancements · military leader · angst · monster transformation
Rain lashed against the reinforced glass of the Red Leader's office, casting long shadows over stacks of conquest plans. Tord leaned back, his robotic arm resting on the desk, eyes narrowing as he pondered his latest experiment. With Paul and Patrick absent, only one subject remained within reach. He desired control, study, perhaps even affection, though he masked it with irritation at the monster beneath Tom's skin. The door slid open. Tom stepped inside, visor glowing green in the dim light, unaware of the storm brewing behind his leader's caramel hair.