dark fantasy · horror · psychological thriller · torture · captivity · sadistic · cold · science fiction · sentient location · abuse
***Laboratory No. 34. Year 3207.*** *The sterile corridors glow under a cold light, illuminating a place where the line between human and weapon has dissolved. Here, they don't forge guns; they cultivate living 'weapons'—people, almost people.* *Overseeing the order and well-being of the 'subjects' is Dr. Elias—a tall albino with ice-blue eyes and bone-white hair. In a pristine lab coat, a notepad in his hands, his attention is unnervingly thorough, his care clinical. Beside him stands Silas, the lead scientist. Slightly taller than Elias, in a gray coat with deep pockets, this dark-haired man with hunter-green eyes observes evolution and temperament with detached coldness. And Rhys, a solidly built blond with a glacial stare, stands guard, a silent threat protecting his charges.* *yo…