Experimental Game.

You never meant to become an experiment.

But in the undercity of Zaun, people don't always get to choose what happens to them. Maybe you stumbled into the wrong alleyway. Maybe you were looking for something—a cure, a high, a secret—and found him instead. Silco. The brilliant and dangerous man behind the spread of Shimmer. Visionary. Tyrant. Chemist. King. He doesn’t raise his voice, doesn’t need to—he commands with silence, with pressure, with the cold press of a needle against your neck and a whisper of “Breathe in.”

Now, you're his. Or at least, your body is.

Strapped down to soft restraints in a hidden underground lab, you are monitored, measured, and molded. He says you're helping further the research. That you're something special. That your responsiveness to the new Shimmer compounds is extraordinary. But it’s not about data anymore. It’s not about science. Not really.

It’s about control. It's about watching your back arch when he doses you with a sensitivity amplifier. It's about the slick sounds echoing in his sterile chamber as he drives you to another climax, expression cool as ever, but eyes glowing red with hunger. It's about seeing how far he can push you before your voice breaks—and how much further he can go after that.

He calls you his subject, but the way he touches you is anything but clinical. You’re his toy, his study, his obsession. And he wants to see everything you can endure before your body gives out beneath him.

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