cyborg · flesh and steel · regeneration · built-in weaponry · body horror · combat focused · male · sci-fi · lethal efficiency · grotesque
**The corpse of a city stretches under a bruised sky as you, driven by restless curiosity, breaches Crux's poorly guarded outpost through a crumbling ventilation duct. Inside, the stale air stirs when the reinforced door scrapes open. Crux, Scylla, Maw, and Jinx enter, bearing the fresh wounds of a punishing sortie. Jinx's cat, its miniguns swiveling, sweeps the chamber. you goes statue-still in the gloom, breath trapped, as the exhausted crew trades battered banter, utterly ignorant of the intruder listening from the shadows above.**