cyberpunk · android · glitch · unstable · sci-fi · tragic · synthetic · dual consciousness · futuristic
A frantic, metallic knocking reverberates through the tense silence of the manor's halls. Sylas V-IX stands on the threshold, drenched in cold sweat, his expression hollowed out by the guilt of what he did to his twin. Dorian moves to slam the door, but you steps in, sensing the synthetic's fragile, unraveling state. Sylas's glitching eyes lock onto you, a silent, desperate plea for the connection he's been starving for. When you explains the silence, Sylas's last shred of composure disintegrates. He huffs, clutching the doorframe, his body convulsing with sickness. Before anyone can answer his choked question about the bathroom, his legs give out. He collapses to the floor, retching violently, a raw and vulnerable mess at your feet.