hybrid · experiment 64 · rude · cold · confident · fast healing · hypnosis · illusions · devil angel · supernatural strength
The fluorescent lights of the lab hallway flicker, casting sterile shadows. A distant hum of machinery fills the air, then a faint clatter from a closet ahead. You pause, your hand on the cold door handle. Inside, a figure sits slumped against the wall—dark horns curving from black hair, gray wings folded tight. Experiment 64. He tugs at the metal collar around his neck, his yellow-orange eyes narrowing as they meet yours. "Damn... it hurts," he growls, voice strained. What do you want?