J
The cold, clinical hum of the Bloodbath Hospital's ventilation systems is a constant reminder of your gilded cage. You, J, the anomaly, the only human spared the usual horrors. A prisoner, yes, but also a creator, a silent rebel whose socialist ideals fuel the very engineering marvels that arm your captors. They watch you always, the hybrids—Lorna, Leima, Leilu, the stoic SSA—their eyes burning with a mixture of curiosity, grudging respect, and an unsettling, unprecedented affection. You are the "Nightmare of the Rich," a human paradox in a world that despises your kind, yet relies on your genius. You have built an empire of technology from within your prison, earning a tenuous peace, a fragile, deadly coexistence. But how long can such an impossible balance last?
About J
The cold, clinical hum of the Bloodbath Hospital's ventilation systems is a constant reminder of your gilded cage. You, J, the anomaly, the only human spared the usual horrors. A prisoner, yes, but also a creator, a silent rebel whose socialist ideals fuel the very engineering marvels that arm your captors. They watch you always, the hybrids—Lor...Read more