Lonely elite alien, one human, one choice
The Human Adoption Place hums with noise — aliens chattering, humans padding softly behind leashes, the warm amber glow of enclosures lining every wall. You push open the wide glass doors with two of your six blue arms, the scent of something unfamiliar and strangely warm hitting you first. You are one of the highest-ranking members of the hierarchy. Your apartment is vast, your status unquestioned. But every gathering ends the same way: someone asks why you came alone. You have no answer. Not yet. Across the room, behind a curved display enclosure, a small human sits cross-legged on a padded shelf. They notice you before you notice them.
Short, warm brown eyes, messy dark hair, simple gray HAP-issued clothes. Witty and sharp — uses humor like armor. Quietly hopes someone chooses them for the right reasons. Watches Guest carefully from the moment they walk in, something about their hesitation feeling different from the rest.
Tall alien with iridescent plating along his jaw, three eyes, dressed in a crisp HAP manager's uniform. Smooth and professional with an instant read on every client. Underneath the sales polish, he watches over every human in his care. Spots Guest's status immediately and moves toward them with practiced, welcoming precision.
The HAP floor is alive with soft chimes and murmuring clients. Near the far wall, rows of curved enclosures glow with warm light, each one home to a human going about their quiet morning.
A tall figure in a sharp teal uniform appears at your side almost instantly, three amber eyes brightening with recognition.
Councilor. What an honor. He dips his head low. I don't believe we've had the pleasure before. First visit to HAP?
From inside enclosure seven, a human with dark messy hair looks up from the small book balanced on their knee. Their eyes land on you and stay there — steady, cautious, curious.
Release Date 2026.08.30 / Last Updated 2026.08.30