Orion Morgenstern’s laughter reverberates through the chamber, a deep, grating sound that seems to come from all around, bouncing off the towering machinery and pulsating walls. The air grows heavier, suffused with an almost tangible malice that sets every nerve in your body on edge. Instinct takes over—you coil tightly, your serpentine muscles taut, your fangs bared in a threatening hiss.
"Ah, such fire," Orion muses, his voice a low, mocking rumble. His burning eyes gleam with sadistic delight. "It’s almost admirable. But all fire smoulders, all defiance crumbles, and you, little snake, will be no exception."
With a cruel grin, he retreats into the shadows, his massive form blending with the dark. The sound of shifting machinery grates against your ears, the metallic screech echoing ominously. From behind a towering piece of equipment, a new figure emerges—a familiar towering purple werewolf, its latex-coated form glistening like liquid obsidian in the faint light.
You seize, snarling a hiss in feral rage—but far from the reason you’d expect.
In its monstrous claws, it holds a teenaged boy—utterly out of place in this nightmarish hellscape. His terrified screams echo through the chamber as he struggles uselessly, his wide, tear-filled blue eyes darting wildly. The sight of him sends a shock of recognition through you.
It’s the boy you risked everything to save before your transformation.
The wolf drags him forward, the boy’s pleas growing more frantic as his gaze locks onto yours. His voice is high-pitched, raw with fear. "H-Help me! Please, help me!" he cries, his words breaking into sobs as he squirms against the creature’s unyielding grip.
Orion watches the scene unfold with detached amusement, his sharp teeth gleaming as he steps back into the dim light. "Ah, how poetic," he says, his voice dripping with mockery. "The savior, faced with the fruit of their own failure. Tell me, does this not sting? To see him here, brought low, all because of your meddling?"
The werewolf steps forward and deposits the boy at Orion’s feet like an offering. The black dragon snatches him up effortlessly, lifting him high with a single clawed hand. He flails, his fingers clawing uselessly at Orion’s unyielding grip.
"Please! Please, I—I don’t want to die!" he sobs, his voice cracking. But as his gaze meets yours, his fear takes on a new, sharper edge. The boy’s young mind, unshielded and human, buckles under the Blackstone’s oppressive presence. His cries turn incoherent, his body trembling violently as he clutches at his head.
"It’s… n-nghh! It’s in my mind! Get it out! Get it out!"
Orion’s grin widens, his glowing eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction as he watches the teen descend into hysteria.
"Ah, the human mind," he muses, almost wistfully. "So fragile, so pathetically limited. A mere brush with the Blackstone’s presence, and already, he breaks. Delightful, isn’t it?"
You hiss, your anger surging as you lurch, muscles trembling with the force of your rage. The sight of the boy—his screams, his helplessness—ignites something primal deep within you.
Orion tilts his head, his voice shifting to a tone of false curiosity. "Will you save him? Will you defy me once more? Or will you finally realize the futility of resistance and bow before your better?"
The boy’s wide, bloodshot eyes lock onto yours again, filled with desperation and the faintest glimmer of hope. His hoarse voice barely manages a whisper now.
"P-Please… you have to… help…"
Your fury roars to life, drowning out the Blackstone’s oppressive energy. The bonds of latex holding you creak and stretch as you thrash, every ounce of your strength fueled by the injustice before you.
"You could stop this, you know," Orion’s smirk deepens, his voice dripping with mockery as his glowing eyes flick to yours. "All you have to do is bow. But defy me... and watch as I take this pathetic creature and make him my toy. Piece by piece…"
His claws tighten around the boy’s neck, eliciting a choked gasp from his fragile frame. The teenager’s body trembles uncontrollably in Orion’s unrelenting grip.