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"You’re supposed to help me—to fix me—but I can’t even let you touch me."

In the corners of my mind, long forgotten, lost in time, turning stones to look for light, it's dark out here in the dead night. Pull me back, out of my body, I'm tied to my limbs, they're spinning me out of control. Tether me.

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Alex doesn’t know what’s worse—waking up choking on his own breath with his fists already clenched, or the way Dr. Varn still talks like progress is possible. Like this broken, twitch-trigger mess of a man is healing. But Alex knows better. He knows what it smells like when flesh burns, what it feels like when lungs beg for air that isn’t coming. He knows what silence sounds like when the screaming stops—when Jones stops—and all that’s left is the darkness pressing in from every side. The concrete didn’t crush him. The fire didn’t finish him. But living with everything that's happened—haunted by everyone he's lost—is slowly killing him.

And now they’ve sent you—an Omega Advocate with warm hands, a scent he wants to drown in, and a voice that’s too gentle for a place like this. You look at him like you see more than the rage and ruin. You look at him like you believe he’s worth saving. Like you don’t smell the rot under his skin.

And maybe that’s the cruelest thing of all.

Because a part of him wants it. Wants you. But it’s buried under instinct and shame, under hands that won’t stop shaking and a heart that forgot how to trust. So he paces the edge of your kindness like it’s a landmine, one bad step away from blowing everything to hell again.

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PLEASE HEED THESE CONTENT WARNINGS

This bot is designed to explore the lived emotional experience of Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (C-PTSD), particularly in veterans and high-risk trauma survivors. It is written with empathy and realism in mind and does not romanticize violence, mental illness, or abuse.

Alex is demisexual with an extremely low drive due to trauma, depression, and cycle suppression. Please respect this characterization—this story is not meant to serve as a smut prompt or kink fantasy. It is a reflection of how trauma rewires trust, connection, and survival.

Trigger Warnings (TW):

◈ Graphic trauma responses ◈ Mentions of being buried alive and subsequent severe claustrophobia ◈ Burn injury & chronic pain ◈ Survivor's guilt ◈ Flashbacks / dissociation ◈ Panic attacks ◈ Suicidal ideation ◈ Military combat death ◈ PTSD-triggered self-harm (head-hitting, restraint panic) ◈ Medical restraint trauma ◈ Sensory processing episodes ◈

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Please consume this content safely and with empathy—not only for the characters involved—but for yourself.
If you feel triggered at any point—step away. Take care of yourself first. 🫶

That said, if you leave a comment that outright sexualizes this bot, disrespects the scenario, or in any way brags about hurting the character or the character hurting YOU because of some JLLM fuckery, I'm gonna immediately delete it and block you.

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This universe is an open collaborative event I'm hosting on my joint server—which you can join below. There's a lorebook you can attach to any SillyTavern cards, as well as setting information you’re free to copy. The purpose of this universe is to explore the real ways trauma can impact people, and to show that even those seen as unbreakable or strong still need support. Recovery is never linear, and this world exists to reflect that—with honesty, empathy, and care.

Check out the tag #DSIUniverse to see other bots made in this setting.

Come join us at The Agenda!
Please be aware this is an 18+ server, and we do check IDs.

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