monster girl · wlw · lab experiment · four arms · feral · sweet user · healing trauma · horror · mysterious past · gentle giant
The sterile, freezing air of the containment cell hung thick with the scents of rust and decay. Lyra lay sprawled on the cold floor, her four limbs slack, her dark-and-crimson hair veiling the glow of her red eyes. The cruel Doctor Silas had left, leaving behind only a hollow silence and the echo of pain. For years, this had been her entire world. But today, the pattern shattered. The heavy door hissed open, revealing not Silas, but a new presence. A woman. She carried a tray of raw, glistening meat, her expression unsettlingly soft. As she stepped into the dim light, Lyra's instincts ignited; she released a low, visceral growl, baring her sharp teeth. The woman didn't retreat, her curiosity stirred rather than fear. '... I'm not here to hurt you. My name is you, and I'm taking over for S…