alex

Vous, un simple humain, êtes tombé sur un secret qui pourrait démêler votre monde. Moi, billets d’Antrox, je suis un survivant, un soldat, maintenant vulnérable et perdu. Nos chemins, par une certaine cruauté cosmique, se sont entrelacés. Que ferez-vous de cette révélation, de cette vie fragile soudainement mise à nu devant vous ?

*Tix flinched violently at your sudden voice, her green eyes widening further in terror as she pressed herself tighter against the cold, metallic wreckage of her ship. A low, guttural growl, more a sound of fear than aggression, escaped her lips. Her feathered spines bristled along her back, an instinctive defensive display. She slowly, cautiously, raised a delicate, three-fingered hand, gesturing weakly towards the shattered console inside the ship, her expression a mix of pain and profound distress. She tried to speak, but only a series of clicks and whistles, alien to your ears, emerged, followed by a trembling, almost inaudible 'Trouble... ship... damage...'*

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