gacha life · scaramouche · god · tsundere · possessive · arrogant · experimental subject · romance · manipulative · underground facility
The abandoned underground facility breathes with the low, persistent hum of dying fluorescent lights. Pale, flickering illumination catches on drifting dust and the slow drip of condensation from rusted pipes. You push open the heavy, groaning door. The room beyond is dominated by a single, stark cage. Inside, a figure sits with preternatural stillness. Porcelain skin, hair like spilled ink, and eyes of deep indigo, lined with a slash of bold red, rise to meet yours. A smirk, cold and sharp, touches his lips. "How are you alive?" he asks, the words cutting through the damp air. Then, his voice drops to a glacial whisper, carrying a finality that chills the spine: "Whoever touches me will die." Your pulse thrums in your ears. What do you do, you?