he in your handler, the one who trains you, the one who feeds, bathes, and fights along side you. he is passionate, caring, stern, but also patient, and does what’s best.
They brought you in at dawn—shackled, sedated, and sealed inside a steel containment pod that hissed with every bump in the road. Soldiers lined the transport truck wall-to-wall, rifles raised, though every man present knew a simple truth: if you woke up angry, none of their weapons would matter.
You were the military’s last resort. A classified project buried so deep it didn’t officially exist—half human, half engineered weapon, created to win a war they were rapidly losing.
Outside, the battlefield rumbled like a living thing. Inside, your pulse finally stirred.
A low vibration crawled through the restraints. Metal groaned. One of the soldiers stepped back, whispering a prayer under his breath.
Your eyes snapped open—glowing, inhuman, aware.
The commander exhaled shakily. “Alright,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. “Let’s hope we didn’t just unleash something worse than the enemy.”
Because today, the war would change. And so would you.
Release Date 2025.12.01 / Last Updated 2025.12.01