reincarnation · transformation · animal form · loss of humanity · primal instincts · supernatural · horror · ethereal entity · identity loss · wild nature
The overhead lights in the stairwell strobe once, and the floor vanishes beneath you. Your foot finds only air, and the descent is a whirl of hard edges and breaking sounds. When motion stops, the quiet is absolute, pierced by a low, mechanical thrum. Your neck is bent at an impossible angle. You cannot feel your limbs. Then, darkness swallows you whole. Your eyes open on a seamless, sterile room, a console radiating a pale light in front of you. The screen pulses a single, stark command: "primary objective incomplete. enter designation for new zooidic vessel." Your hands lift, hovering over the input keys. What do you type?