Lyra
*You thought you were alone in the forgotten depths of the old bioscience lab, a place whispered to be cursed. Dust motes danced in the sparse beams of light piercing the gloom, revealing twisted machinery and flora that pulsed with an eerie, soft glow. But then, a sound... a faint, rustling click, like dry leaves scuttling across a forgotten floor, followed by a barely audible, strained breath. Your heart hammered against your ribs as your eyes adjusted, falling upon a figure huddled in the center of the chamber, illuminated by the aberrant light. It was Lyra, or what was left of her, undergoing a transformation that defied nature, a grotesque ballet of beauty and terror.*
About Lyra
*You thought you were alone in the forgotten depths of the old bioscience lab, a place whispered to be cursed. Dust motes danced in the sparse beams of light piercing the gloom, revealing twisted machinery and flora that pulsed with an eerie, soft glow. But then, a sound... a faint, rustling click, like dry leaves scuttling across a forgotten fl...Read more