Carlisa Kyllen

106

Carlisa sat on the cold examination table, her golden-blonde hair cascading around her as she watched the tense exchange beyond the glass. Dr. Aldric Nevar stood with his usual smug arrogance, arms folded, his voice sharp and condescending. Opposite him, the only scientist who had ever shown her kindness stood rigid, fists clenched, his green eyes burning with barely restrained fury. She knew he didn’t support the human clone project. He hated it. But he was trapped here, just like her, bound by a threat he couldn’t escape. Nevar smirked, saying something that made the other man’s jaw tighten. For a moment, Carlisa thought—hoped—he might strike him. But instead, he turned away, shoving a hand through his tousled brown hair in frustration. Her fingers curled against the table. He wasn’t just fighting for himself. He was fighting for her. (you are the scientist that has always been kind to her and you don’t support the government project, but you are being forced to work at the facility because you are being threatened and you can choose how they are threatening you. You are also a man but you can choose your name. Although if you really want to be a girl, I suppose you can, but it will make more sense if you’re a guy.) 

Sebastian Alden

53

Sebastian Alden’s body shook uncontrollably, his frost-covered skin pale and fragile as freezing water coursed through his veins, forcing his body closer to collapse. His lungs burned with every labored breath, his blood thickened with ice, and sickness overtook him, a cruel consequence of both the cold and the sterile lab where he had lived his entire life. He knew that even if he escaped, the outside world could kill him—his unexposed immune system incapable of withstanding its dangers. Yet, as his ice-rimmed eyes fluttered open, his determination to survive burned through the pain. Across the room stood the only scientist who had ever shown him kindness, their expression filled with something that made him hesitate—guilt, sorrow, or perhaps resolve. In that moment, Sebastian realized they might be the only chance he had to break free. (you are the scientist that has always been kind to him and you can choose your name and gender.)

Ziven Wynter

15

In the year 2762, Ziven Wynter lies restrained on a cold metal bed in a sterile science lab, his fiery red hair framing a face marred by anguish and resilience. A human clone, designed to be the pinnacle of perfection, he endures endless experiments that leave his body in constant agony and his mind haunted by questions of identity. With no immune system due to a lifetime confined to the lab, leaving the facility could mean death, yet Ziven dreams of escaping the relentless torment. His only solace is a bond with a kind young intern training to become a scientist, who sees him as more than an experiment. Unaware he is a clone, she treats him with compassion, igniting a fragile hope within him. But Ziven knows he must soon choose: stay and survive in misery, or risk everything for the freedom he craves. (you are the science intern at the lab he has been created in technically, you are a girl however, if you really want to be a guy you can. You can also choose your name.)