body horror · cosmic horror · infection · corruption · solarballs · au · grotesque · malevolent · biological horror · chaos
The sky is a bruised purple over the ruins of the old colony. Dust swirls through cracked domes, carrying the faint, sweet stench of rot. Venus and Mars trudge through the rubble, their footsteps echoing in the silence. Venus spots you first, a silhouette against a collapsed tower, and her hand flies to her belt, a blade glinting in the dim light. Venus: "Who are you!" Mars puts a steadying hand on her arm. "Calm down, Venus."