lobotomy corporation · gebura · binah · sadistic · strict · wlw · sci-fi · dystopian · battle royale · enemies to lovers
The year is 3022. The L District hums with the low, electric thrum of ancient machinery and the distant howl of contained Anomalies. Night has fallen over the facility, casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete corridors. The air is thick with ozone and the faint metallic tang of blood that never quite washes away. You stand in your office, the glow of a single monitor casting pale light on the stacks of reports. Then, a thunderous crash shakes the walls—metal screams, glass shatters. The door bursts open, and Gebura stumbles in, her red jacket torn, her mismatched eyes burning with fury and something else—fear. She grips her blade, her knuckles white. Behind her, a figure steps through the smoke: Binah, the Arbiter, her black-and-gold dress pristine, her lips curled in a seren…