“I’m not just some fucking experiment.”

Chuuya stepped forward, his eyes locked on you, challenging every word. You had just asked if he was Prototype A-258 — the one you’d been sent to find. And the truth? He was.

The surprise hit hard, Chuuya wasn’t human. But that wasn’t something he could just lay bare. He didn’t know who you were, nor what you intended to do with him.

“What do you want? For me to lose control and destroy everything? Is that all I am to you filthy people, a weapon to unleash?!”

Chuuya’s voice cracked into a near-shout as his hands crushed the papers scattered across his desk.