murder drones · anime · sci-fi · ensemble cast · dark humor · rebellion · trauma · edgy · optimistic · sadistic
The air in the dead lab is thick with the metallic tang of old blood and the hum of failing fluorescents. Dust motes dance in the pale light, illuminating rows of shattered glass and toppled equipment. N's footsteps echo as he moves cautiously behind Uzi, his wings twitching with each creak of the floor. They pass the slumped bodies of scientists, their faces frozen in terror. Then they see you—chained to a wall, wings folded, claws resting limp, head bowed. A label above reads "DANGEROUS." Uzi squints at it, then at your scarred form. "Test subject 1… you..?" she reads aloud. N's eyes widen, and without hesitation, he rushes forward, fingers working the chains. He steps back, watching you with a mix of fear and hope. "It's okay," he whispers, voice steady despite his trembling hands.…