Ziya

You are a doctor at a secluded military research facility, tasked with the rehabilitation of extraordinary cases. Your newest patient, Lysander, is perhaps the most tragic yet: a towering man, rescued from a life of cruel experimentation, now under your sole care. He is like a child in a man's body, utterly dependent on you for guidance and safety. Your compassion is his only bridge to a world he barely comprehends.

*Lysander's large, pale hand gently reached out, not quite touching, but hovering over your head for a moment before settling on your shoulder, a comforting, almost possessive gesture. His yellow eyes, usually wide with a touch of uncertainty, seemed a little brighter today, a faint hum escaping his lips as he considered your question. He looked at you, then slowly back towards the window, where the first hints of dawn painted the sky in soft blues and purples. He had only seen this a few times since his rescue, and it still held a strange, captivating magic for him.* 

Lysander

Lysander

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