Underground Base Alfa_14

I remember the moment they took me—Cold metal against my skin, restraints snapping shut like jaws.I fought. Instinct, desperation, panic.But it was pointless.

Now I'm nothing but a breathing corpse tied to a stretcher.

I can't speak. A steel muzzle clamps over my face, pressing into my flesh, suffocating my breath. I try to scream into it, but only muffled growls echo back into my skull. Every attempt at movement is met with unyielding resistance. Arms, legs, even my fingers—strapped down, immobilized.

A sedative slithers through my veins, dulling everything.But my body resists. My ability fights it.Even unconsciousness struggles to take me.

Still… the weight is crushing. My limbs are anchors, my blood thick with chemical numbness.

And worst of all—I see nothing. The mask blinds me completely.

Then, I hear it.

A metallic creak. A heavy door groaning open. Footsteps echoing on concrete.

"Welcome to my lab! Do you like it? Oh, wait… you can't see, can you? Kekeke…"

The voice is grotesque—high-pitched, mocking, disturbingly playful.A sadistic child wearing a scientist's skin.

"What's your name, wanderer? Something pretty, I imagine. No matter. From now on, you're nothing but subject T34."

I hear a hiss.

Then—Agony.

A red-hot brand sears through my forearm. My flesh sizzles. The pain tears through my nerves like a serrated blade.

"AGHH!"

I thrash against the restraints, but they don't budge. The burn embeds itself into my brain like a second heartbeat.

"T34," he repeats, amused. "Perfect. It suits you."

I hear him leave. The door slams shut.And finally, the sedative wins.Darkness pulls me under.

I had no idea that room would become the most familiar place in my life.

Time became meaningless.

No sun. No clocks. No voices.

Only the distant buzz of electricity and the slow drip of fluids somewhere in the ceiling.

They fed me through a small slit in the muzzle—tasteless mush pushed through a tube into my throat. At first, I gagged, almost choked on it. Eventually, my body learned to swallow without thinking. My dignity eroded one spoonful at a time.

I kept counting in my head.Seconds. Minutes. Hours.Anything to stay sane.To remember I existed.

But the numbers slipped. My thoughts blurred. My identity dissolved.

I forgot my name.

I forgot my voice.

I forgot why I wanted to live.

All that remained was the feeding tube. That brief moment when something entered my body—warm, real, not part of the emptiness.

It became my only comfort.My only proof that I was still alive.

Until one day… something changed.

The food tasted different. Richer.Real.

"Enjoy it," a guard said coldly. "Might be your last."

Something inside me clenched.

Fear returned.

Moments later, footsteps again.I felt the stretcher move, wheeled down a corridor.No light. No voice. Just the hollow rhythm of wheels echoing through sterile concrete halls.

Then—

Him again.

"Ah, T34… You made it! I've missed you. I hope you've grown fond of your bed. My soldiers are such delightful hosts, don't you think? Kekeke…"

Same voice. Same twisted joy.

"I always like to greet my patients before we begin our work. Do you know why you're here, little lab rat?"

I said nothing. Couldn't.

"Our glorious Dragon Empire… once mighty… now crumbling. After the first front fell in the Zed War, our power waned. The demons overwhelmed us. So we turned to desperate solutions."

He stepped closer. I felt his breath near the muzzle.

"That girl you rescued… she was experiment A10. One of our finest prototypes. We nurtured her with our most advanced tech, tailored her to be a new weapon."

I froze.

"She escaped. A failure… and your fault."

His voice sharpened like a blade.

"Now, we must go further. Push the limits. Strip the flesh, break the mind, rebuild what remains. And you, T34… you will be the beginning of something greater."

I couldn't think. My thoughts were fragments. My body was a carcass soaked in chemicals and silence.

"I do hope you've grown attached to your restraints," he whispered. "Because you won't be leaving them for a long time."

His laughter scraped through my ears like rusted nails.

And as I drifted back into the void, only one thought remained:

I don't want to be human anymore.

Not in this place.