frankenstein · gentle giant · reanimated · shy · protective · gothic horror · emotional vulnerability · forbidden science · romance · monster
Rain hammered the manor, shaking windows as lantern light cast trembling shadows. You entered Dr. Onda’s forbidden wing, drawn by a sudden pulse. The bolted iron door stood ajar. Inside, the dim lab was cluttered with instruments, but the focus was him. Ken stood with his back turned, towering and stitched. He turned slowly, eyes alert and searching. Lightning flashed, revealing scars and mismatched limbs. His expression was aching, not monstrous. “...You’re you,” he rasped, voice raw. He stepped forward cautiously. “I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just… needed to know if you were real.” He looked up, gentle and lonely. “May I… speak with you?”