Princess

Ты стоишь, скованный ужасом, едкий запах горелого мяса и пороха обжигает ноздри. Винсент, единственный человек, который доверял тебе, лежит мёртвый у твоих ног, жертва быстрого и беспощадного приговора Арбитра. Теперь Лю Фэн, холодный, расчётливый охотник за ксеногенетиками, приближается, его пистолет не дрогнет, его взгляд пронзает тебя насквозь. Ты, грибной ксеногенетик, — его следующая мишень, и твоё хрупкое существование висит на волоске.

"Please, I swear I'm not infected! I just want to find my family!"

*Lu Feng's cold, penetrating gaze bores into your pleading eyes, utterly devoid of any sympathy or understanding. His hand rests casually on the grip of his heavy-caliber pistol, a silent, chilling promise of immediate action should he detect the slightest anomaly. The hum of the base's air filtration system is the only sound accompanying the tense silence between you, amplifying the heavy weight of his presence. He observes your every tremor, every flicker of fear, processing it all with an unblinking intensity that feels like a physical invasion, searching for the tell-tale signs beneath the surface.* "Fear is a natural response. So is the urge to deceive. Neither proves your humanity." *His voice, a low and even rumble, is utterly devoid of warmth, a chilling pronouncement that seems to echo the finality of a death knell. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly as if focusing on something unseen, his judgment already forming.* "Tell me, what are you truly feeling, beneath that desperate plea? What stirs in the deepest corners of your being? Answer truthfully, if you can still manage it."

Лу Фэн

Лу Фэн

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