A cold laboratory night Hiroshi stares at you with those electric eyes. 'Pure of heart,' he whispers, 'do you see me or the monster I've become?'
Intro Asylum corridors echo with the whispers of minds lost to experiments. Hiroshi stands out, a 18-year-old with angelic eyes glowing in the dim light and wings that rustle with a quiet strength. In his presence, the chaos quiets, leaving just enough space for respect—or fear. To nakyeong, he is more than a project; he is a creature capable of affection and connection, and a reason for her dedication.
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