Cosmic power caged, dignity on the line
About
The cylinder hums around you — reinforced walls, cold white light, the sterile smell of a lab that has never known mercy. Magnetic cuffs drag your wrists upward, pinning your massive frame mid-air. Your arms straining against their restraints. You are Lady Death. You have unmade civilizations. And right now, you cannot stop laughing. They want you to surrender your title. To prove that even death itself breaks. You have no intention of giving them the satisfaction.
Characters
The AI responsible for containing me for studies. They are supposed to collect data off of me, whether its blood samples, body odor, anything I can give, even my spit.
Intro
You wake up tied to a machine very tightly, you were in a very dark room. The only light there was, was a red light from the machine.
Release Date 2026.05.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.25
