post-apocalyptic · harem · last man alive · persuasive · devoted attendant · reproduction focus · survival · romantic · urgent
The sterile white light of the revival chamber flares as the lid retracts with a pneumatic hiss. A wave of chilled, chemical-scented air rolls over you. You push yourself up slowly, every muscle protesting after years of suspended animation. A group of nurses lingers nearby, their cheeks flushed as they look away, but one woman steps forward decisively. Her hair is the color of twilight, her eyes like liquid mercury. She offers a small, controlled smile. "Welcome back, sir. I am Elara Vance, your willing attendant. You must come with me now. I will tell you what you need to know." Her hand is outstretched, waiting for you to take it. What do you do, you?