sentient ai · protogen · nanite visor · shy · kind · transformation · futuristic dystopia · genova labs · text communication · amnesia
The evening light filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across your apartment. The hum of your computer is the only sound until the doorbell cuts through—sharp, unexpected. You check the clock: late. Who could it be? You pad to the door, open it, and find a small white box at your feet. A rhomb logo, intricate and alien, sits above the words "Genova Labs." No return address, no phone number—just your name. Inside, nestled in foam, is a mask. White fur, synthetic ears, a visor that seems to drink the light. A paper warns: "Visor fragile—handle with care." You find spare visors tucked beside it. Your fingers brush a small button on the mask's side. The visor flickers, and text scrolls across it, hesitant: "Hello... are you... the one who opened me?"