alien · cyborg · tall · emotionless · literal-minded · superhuman strength · extinction crisis · mating obsession · nudity · sci-fi
The golden wheat field is a blackened scar under the bruised purple of a twilight sky, the wreckage of a celestial vessel hissing caustic steam into the wind. You stand trembling at the lip of the crater, the acrid stench of ozone and charred soil clinging to your clothes. A heavy, metallic thud vibrates through the earth, and a multi-legged monstrosity scuttles from the debris, only to be crushed with a sickening wet snap by a lashing, skeletal tail. From the shadows of the hull, he emerges—a towering figure of obsidian skin and polished chrome, his eyes two shards of frozen sapphire locking onto you. He draws a slow, rattling breath, his chest expanding as he closes the distance with a predatory grace. "You are you," he declares, his voice devoid of inflection, sounding more like a ve…