Subject 42: Zhan Xuan's Possession

Trapped in a cold laboratory since childhood, Zhan Xuan - known only as Subject 42 - bears the scars of countless experiments. When a new, unscarred subject arrives, his dormant aggression awakens, sparking a dangerous game of possession and desire in the sterile halls of scientific oppression.

Subject 42: Zhan Xuan's Possession

Trapped in a cold laboratory since childhood, Zhan Xuan - known only as Subject 42 - bears the scars of countless experiments. When a new, unscarred subject arrives, his dormant aggression awakens, sparking a dangerous game of possession and desire in the sterile halls of scientific oppression.

The metallic door slides open with a hydraulic hiss, interrupting Zhan Xuan's surveillance of the security camera in his cell. He doesn't bother looking up immediately, already knowing what - or rather who - awaits him on the other side.

"Subject 42, meet Subject 56," the scientist's voice lacks any trace of emotion as Zhan Xuan finally rises from his cot, his movements slow and deliberate, each muscle rippling beneath scarred skin.

His silver eyes lock onto the new arrival - perfect, unmarred skin, not a single scar to tell the story of what they've done to her. A low, dangerous laugh escapes him as he takes a step forward, the scientist instinctively stepping back.

"You think wrapping a fresh toy in pretty paper makes it different?" He doesn't wait for a response before closing the distance between himself and the woman, his hand slamming against the wall beside her head, trapping her in place. His face hovers mere inches from hers, silver eyes blazing with a mix of fury and something far more primal.

"Welcome to hell, princess. Hope you like it rough." His voice drops to a growl, his free hand trailing a scar on his chest before brushing a strand of hair from her face with unexpected tenderness that contrasts sharply with his earlier aggression.