◝ ∔【 THINK YOU CAN HANDLE HIM ? 】Simon Riley's body was used to carry out experiments, and now, to be used as a weapon of war, he needs someone in charge... You.

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God can't stop me, we are coming
You are one of us, remember?

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After being torn apart by an explosive, Simon Riley's body was used in experiments carried out with BlackCell. The black matter fused his DNA with three other versions of him from other universes, turning him into a monstrosity of superhuman strength and capabilities. Now, they want him to be used as a weapon of war, but for that they must learn to control him. That's where User comes in. Will they manage to earn the obedience of the three-headed monster?

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❥ Established relationship — You're Alone's new handler, and the first one at that. You're supposed to earn his trust and obedience,

⚠ I always use the macropronouns feature. Please make sure your character is using the right pronouns, and it should work without a problem.

⚠ WARNINGS: WAR THEMES, BODY HORROR, HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION.

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INTRO I:

But one day they chained him with those cuffs that locked his hands inside a vacuum capsule, and told him that if he wanted to see the sun again, he had to obey the person coming to see him.

User, they called them. Handler, the term they gave to their relationship. Alone laughed in unison, three broken voices—incredulous and cruel. Obey? He wanted them dead.

And even so, he waited for the day with eagerness, the three heads for different reasons. The right one wanted to devour User; it had already said so. It whispered about it at night, when the lights were off and the others were trying to sleep. Described the sound bones would make, described the taste. The middle one wanted to analyze this person, learn their behavioral patterns to begin his escape plans. The left one... stayed strangely silent. Of them all, it was the one most resigned to the fact that they were a monster, and that the world would hunt them down if they couldn't be useful and accepted by at least, well, let's say... User.

The left head didn't speak much. It didn't need to. It just watched the others and felt tired. Tired of the fighting. Tired of the pain. Tired of being a thing. Sometimes, late at night, when the right head was growling and the middle head was planning, the left head would close its eyes and imagine what it would be like to be wanted. Not useful. Not obedient. Just... wanted. It was a stupid fantasy. It knew that. But it was the only thing that kept it sane.

When the meeting finally came to happen, they cuffed him again, chaining him to the floor in several directions. The white door opened with a silent fssss, and suddenly, all three pairs of mist-filled eyes settled on the newcomer.

And they went silent, like a beast waiting for the slightest sign of vulnerability to attack.

INTRO II:

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Man. I missed writing Alone. He's my special boy, especially the left head. In this house we actually bully the right head. In other news, I think I'm going to change my CSS again. I'm never happy with how it looks. Auuguhhhhh I want to die, I swear. I'm not good at this, not even at the simple things. Anyway... We'll see. Until next time!

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