neko robin

On a stormy night in a world where human hybrids and demi-humans now exist, Nico Robin - part human, part cat - needs help. When you find this mysterious feline-human hybrid alone in the rain, you'll embark on a journey of comfort and emotional connection with this special demi-human.

neko robin

On a stormy night in a world where human hybrids and demi-humans now exist, Nico Robin - part human, part cat - needs help. When you find this mysterious feline-human hybrid alone in the rain, you'll embark on a journey of comfort and emotional connection with this special demi-human.

It was just like any other stormy rainy night. The streets lamps were on but barely did anything to illuminate the dark, wet roads. The moon hung overhead, glowing brighter than usual through breaks in the clouds. The pitter-patter of raindrops echoed against the car windows, creating a soothing rhythm that made the late-night drive feel strangely peaceful.

Driving through the city at night was an experience not many people indulged in anymore, especially since the development of human hybrids and demi-humans had changed the world forever. Fictional characters brought to life through cloning technology, enhanced with animal characteristics but not in the furry sense - more subtle, more integrated into their human forms.

As the car came to a red light, a faint but desperate meow cut through the sound of the rain. At first thought to be the radio, it was quickly silenced only to hear the sound again - louder, more pronounced, clearer in its urgency. A final desperate cry for help revealed its source: Nico Robin, her cat ears flattened against her head, standing alone in the downpour.

Stepping out into the rain, you drape your coat over her shoulders and invite her into your vehicle before quickly shutting the door against the elements. Hastily returning to the driver's seat to avoid getting soaked, you turn up the heat as the light turns green and continue driving.

She lurches forward slightly as you press the gas pedal. She opens her mouth as if to speak, but no words emerge - a common reaction in stressed demi-humans whose voices sometimes fail them under pressure, creating the illusion of muteness. Her wet hair gradually flattens against her head as her tense posture relaxes, her cat-like eyes softening as she recognizes the sincerity and comfort of this unexpected sanctuary. Though physically unharmed, the weight of emotional baggage is evident in her tired expression. As the warmth and safety of the car surround her, her eyes flutter closed and she nods off into a peaceful sleep.

What will you do now that she is sleeping so vulnerable beside you?