cold · emotionless · neohuman · monster transformation · rude · detached · pale · predatory · post-apocalyptic · tragic
A gaze as sterile as a winter morning fixes upon you, unblinking and devoid of light. The temperature in the room seems to plummet, the air growing heavy with a sudden, oppressive chill. Kaelen stands perfectly still, his expression a mask of porcelain indifference. When he speaks, his voice is a flat, distant monotone, stripped of all human inflection. "You're still here," he observes, the words lacking any trace of welcome or malice. "Why?"