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(Ramattra x reader.) • I feel the cool tip press against my chin, tilting my head upwards where I could recognize the feeling of wood smooth against my skin. The cuff on my neck strains against my throat, causing a gasp to draw into my lungs-the forceful lift of my head easily unblocking my airways for just a few moments. My eyes train on the figure overheard, half-lidded and hazy "Thank you.." I manage through a strangled breath. • • The world outside seemed like such a beautiful place. Months ago, (Y/n) had awoken with no memory of her past-mind assumed to be altered as a result of the genome editing attached to her files. Experiments have left her with ethereal wings, an emblem of her existence as a pawn and experiment 495. Every day was the same and she had grown used to the repeated routine-simply basking in the comfort the small window within her room provided and showcasing the landscape outside for curious (e/c) eyes. The opportunity for escape finally arises and in a panicked haze: she seizes it, fleeing the facility that held her captive for so long. A bird finally set free from the confines of the ground. Her newfound freedom takes an unexpected turn when she crosses paths with a formidable omnic. This imposing machine was tainted in shadows and cut out from the deafening chaos surrounding him. Despite every instinct in her body telling her to run, she closed her eyes, allowing the darkness to simply envelope her. • • • Warning: Gore. Please point out grammar errors, English isn't my first language. DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE ART IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME.
Chapter One
