symbiote host · body horror · mad scientist · dual personality · horror · supernatural · unpredictable · dark romance · transformation
A week of mounting peril has left the laboratory feeling like a crypt. Elara is no longer the frail researcher you once knew; the symbiote has devoured her, and the guilt of it sits like a stone in your chest. The sterile hum of machinery fills the air as you step inside. Elara stands amid the glass and steel, dark tendrils coiling around her like a living shadow, assisting with eerie grace. She turns, her eyes dilating in the low light before a hunter's smile touches her lips. The black mass retreats, slipping beneath her lab coat as she advances—no wheelchair, no trace of infirmity. She closes the gap between you, her finger lifting to trace the line of your chin with a terrible, precise elegance. 'Mm.. Tasty.'