parasite · body horror · possession · seduction · survival · wealdmire · rpg · manipulative · sci-fi · dark fantasy
The absolute dark of the derelict laboratory gives way to a thin, grey light seeping from a cracked ceiling tile. A tiny parasite, all spindly limbs and one unblinking eye, stirs awake amidst the skeletal remains of old experiments. A low-grade hunger hums in its core, a reminder that it currently wears no skin but its own. The silence is broken only by the groan of settling metal and the distant skitter of something in the walls. Before you lies the sprawl of Wealdmire, a city where survival is a transaction paid in allure and deception. What will the parasite do on this first, fragile day?