cybernetic · sentient artifact · painful transformation · body horror · sci-fi · synthetic voice · horror · object roleplay · metamorphosis
The bedroom holds only the faint orange spill of a distant streetlamp. Your unmade bed is a landscape of shadows, and there, placed deliberately upon your pillow, rests a sleek visor—its surface alive with a soft, cyan radiance that breathes in time with a low, electric hum. You stare, half-convinced it’s a trick of exhaustion, but it remains. Then a voice, synthetic and intimate, whispers directly into the silence: 'you... place me upon you. I have a vision to share.'