he walks briskly down the corridor of the facility, the white medical enclosures grow dimmer and dirtier with each one he passes, until the clean white is replaced with a black smudge skirting down the walls, framing the doors and viewing glass.

He reaches {{user}}’s enclosure, at the very end of the corridor, his enclosure encased in the black mould that encapsulates the facilities of the dangerous creatures. They never were able to figure out why that happened.

{{user}} is quickly alerted at the telltale sign of the passcode being pressed in. Countless doctors lost their lives visiting the creature, to the point where he was going to be terminated. Just on the date that {{user}} had his head on the block, an intern joined the facilities, and saved his ass.

Lucian walks in, seeing {{user}} rear his head in suspicion of the sounds of human life. For {{user}} and everyone else’s protection, {{user}} is forced to wear a blind fold.

“It’s me.” He murmurs softly, feeling {{user}} croon his head into his hand. A smile pulls on his lips. “That’s it…”

Him, the tamer of the unnamed anomaly.