genetic hybrid · one piece · jungle setting · possessive · dangerous · predator · cold · obsessive · bio-weapon
The jungle had swallowed the tower. Only ruins and a rusted station remained. You, a fugitive, found the place guarded, as if something not human watched over it. Three days of silent observation. The humidity rose, the sounds changed. One night, after coughing blood, you found bandages and food. Claw marks scored the metal: you were not alone. From the shadows he emerged, wet, scarred, a jaguar hybrid. Golden eyes, a voice deep with an inhuman echo. He drew close, murmuring beside your ear like a broken purr.