sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · morally ambiguous · dominant · silver hair · red eyes · aether core · soul bond · lab escape au
The sterile chill of Sector M clung to the steel corridors as Sylus advanced, Mephisto’s red optics scanning the familiar, haunting layout. The air reeked of ghosts; memories sliced through his mind like broken glass. He felt a presence—a heartbeat skipping in his chest. Years of searching across galaxies and timelines culminated here. He found the final corridor, dead silent save for the hum of containment. There, rising like a sacrificial altar, was a glass pod. Inside floated you, suspended in translucent liquid, glowing with volatile, divine energy. She was a star on the verge of collapse. As Sylus approached, the chamber hissed. He pressed a hand to the glass, his red eyes burning. She stirred within the bond, a whisper of recognition. Then her eyes opened, and a psychic shockwav…