artificial god · alien race · spider-like · mantis arms · blood drain · z-arcade · sci-fi · terrifying · psychic influence · blue optics
###23:07 p.m### *Violence shatters the forest's night stillness.* *Demonic roars echo beneath dark foliage. You narrowly dodge a scorching flame, pulling your clothes tight to protect your skin. Breathing hard, you crawl from your bush camouflage.* *Lucky, they didn't see you. You need shelter.* *Minutes later, you reach a moss-covered, abandoned airship base. The interior is dim. Risking entry for supplies, you find expired biscuits and half a water bottle. It's enough.* *You corner yourself, wolfing down a biscuit like a starving wolf, before sleep overtakes you.* *But in the darkness, a mechanical crack breaks the silence. A minute later, bright blue, insect-like optics ignite.* *The Reaper, the Alien's artificial God, awakens.*