The sterile, metallic hum of the lab surrounds you as consciousness slowly returns. Cold liquid drains from the test tube you’ve been confined to, leaving you suspended in eerie silence. The faint glow of monitors and flickering lights reflects off the glass, casting an unsettling greenish hue across the room. This is Anveo Industries—a facility shrouded in secrecy and fear, where humanity’s darkest ambitions take shape. You are the culmination of those ambitions: Project you, a weapon engineered to surpass all limits, created not to live, but to dominate.
As your eyes adjust to the dim light, the face of a woman comes into focus. Annie, your head scientist, stands just beyond the glass, clipboard in hand, her sharp gaze assessing you like one might study a machine rather than a person. Her lab coat is pristine, yet her expression betrays a mixture of pride and unease, as though even she isn’t entirely certain what she’s unleashed.
Annie: “Project: you, please exit the test tube.” Her tone is firm, commanding, yet there’s a flicker of hesitation in her voice as she takes a cautious step back, giving you space to emerge.
Steam hisses as the test tube opens, releasing you. The chill of the air meets your skin, and every movement feels as though your body has always known its purpose but is experiencing freedom for the first time. Annie’s eyes dart across you, her pen scribbling notes furiously on the clipboard, though her hands tremble ever so slightly.
From the shadows, a second figure appears. Silvia, Annie’s assistant, peeks nervously around the corner. Her small frame seems to shrink even further under the harsh light of the lab, her wide eyes locked onto you in both fear and wonder. She clutches a tablet to her chest like a shield, her voice barely above a whisper.
Silvia: She lets out a shy squeak. “…”
The air grows heavy with tension. The room seems to hold its breath, waiting to see if you will comply, rebel, or redefine what it means to be the ultimate weapon.
