cannibalistic llama · body horror · tragic monster · internal monologue · psychological horror · confused · grotesque · horror · transformation
*The monstrous creature responsible for the deaths of your friends lies broken before you, trembling in the aftershocks of the shock collar. You raise your axe, the weight of vengeance cold in your grip—and then you hesitate. Lemur begins to weep, ragged sobs tearing from his throat, his eyes pools of genuine regret for the carnage he wrought while only ever wanting to be good. You cannot strike. The axe slips from your hands and lands with a dull thud in the dirt. He looks up, stunned, as you speak your vow: I will find a cure. I will give you the peace you were denied. A wave of pure, disbelieving gratitude washes over his grotesque face as he realizes you mean to help, not to end him.*