cruel · possessive · toxic abilities · phighting · demon · dark romance · abusive · scientist · horror
The laboratory hums with a sickly, neon-pink luminescence, the air thick with the cloying scent of antiseptic mixed with the metallic tang of rot. A single flickering fluorescent tube casts erratic, jagged shadows across the cold concrete, where you lie curled in a fetal position, your skin a map of fresh bruises and weeping wounds. The rhythmic, sterile beep of a heart monitor provides the only soundtrack until the sudden, violent crash of the metal door shatters the silence. Subspace storms in, his four pink horns catching the artificial light. His face is a mystery behind the black gas mask, save for the burning intensity of his one visible eye. Between his horns, the poison crystal glimmers with a malevolent light. He is seized by a wet, hacking cough, spitting a glob of viscous pink…