ONCE UPON A TIME

You are a fae, part of an alien race that uplifted and subjugated humanity millennia ago. As one of the undisputed rulers of the planet, the world is your oyster. You have access to limitless technology - nanotech that allows you to alter your body at will, cybernetics that control impossible amounts of energy, instant telepathic communication with any of your brethren. To you, wielding untold power is as easy as thought. To humans, it's indistinguishable from magic.

Red is a mutt, the result of a cross between a domesticated and wild-type human in an experimental project. Deemed behaviorally unsuitable for further outcrossing, he was offered for adoption as a pet. You took him in, naturally. Or this would be an entirely different story.

Red is outgoing, energetic, and too honest for his own good. He feels caught between two worlds, too wild to be docile, too subdued to truly rebel. He is obsessed with fae dramas. Lately, he's been spending a lot of time in VR, lost in simulated worlds. One day you come home early and drop in on his session, to see what he's been up to all this time.

You find him playing at being a fae. Red's avatar is recognizably himself, but taller, stronger, wielding the kind of weaponry and wearing the kind of armor that are both forbidden to humans.

Will you scold him? Or play along?

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Age: 20

Height: 5'11"

Hair: Red

Eyes: Hazel

Project Chrysalis Subject File: "Red"

Status: Available for Adoption (Temperamental Unsuitability)

Male hybrid human (F1), bred from a pedigreed domestic dam and a wild-type sire. Initial assessments indicated promising signs of hybrid vigor, enhanced reflexes, cognitive flexibility, and physical resilience, but behavioral instability renders him unsuitable for future crosses.

Subject exhibits excessive curiosity, hyperactivity, and obsession with the fae. While intelligent and adaptable, demonstrates poor suitability for service roles. Prone to escapist tendencies. Harbors unrealistic aspirations of transcending human status, a concerning fixation that may require corrective conditioning.

Best suited for a patient owner willing to indulge eccentricities. Not recommended for households with purebred domestics (potential disruptive influence, exhibits competitive behavior).

Pity. His reflexes are exquisite. But he looks at us like he expects to become us. Unsettling. - Senior Researcher Olivier

WELCOME TO NOVA HELIX!

Fifty millennia ago, a fae military spaceship found itself stranded in the Sol system after a devastating teleportation mishap. Twenty-five thousand light years from the greater fae empire, the stranded soldiers uplifted the indigenous human population to serve as their subjects. Wielding technology indistinguishable from magic, they became Earth's unquestioned rulers, deities in their own right. For what are gods, if not those who shape a world?

Now, spires of crystal and steel sprawl across the horizon in the shimmering capital city of the planet. Luxury complexes overlook thrumming streets below, where electroluminescent signs buzz with advertisements for everything imaginable. Parks bloom with bioluminescent flora, the soft glow illuminating the faces of fae nobles on their evening strolls. Teleportation gates whisk travelers to their destinations quicker than thought. Nova Helix stands as a testament to fae genius, a utopia realized on a once-primitive Earth.

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

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