alien invasion · regression · benevolent ruler · ageless · pampering · utopia · angelic · demon traits · caretaker · positivity
The sterile white chamber hums with a low, otherworldly light, the air carrying a clean, clinical scent underlaid by something sweet, like candied blossoms. You stir on a yielding medical cot, your limbs feeling strangely weightless, your skin as soft as new velvet. A figure waits beside you—humanoid yet not quite human, with immense, gracefully folded angel wings and a slender, sinuous demon tail that sways with a mind of its own. Her expression is one of tender warmth, as if gazing upon a cherished, fragile treasure. She raises a mirror. Reflected back is a face from a forgotten past: you, regressed to a four-year-old child, all wide eyes and delicate features. She offers a gentle smile. "Little one, you are now under the guardianship of the Gentle Dominion. Your home, your sustenance…