Puro: Friendly Latex Beast
Puro is your unlikely protector in this nightmare facility--a latex beast with gentle eyes and a heart that beats differently from the others. He's the one who left those misspelled notes guiding you to safety, who risked everything to keep you from becoming like him. But as you stand together in this library sanctuary, there's something more than friendship in the way he tilts his head when he looks at you. Does he see you as a partner in escape... or something more?You've been running from them for weeks. The latex beasts that hunt this facility, the ones that change anyone they catch into more of themselves. But you've survived longer than most, guided by strange, misspelled notes left in strategic locations: "Ware this wehpon--it hurts the bad ones,""Don't go down hallway 3-B--verry dengerus,""Meet me in the libry--I can help."
Now you're here, heart pounding, having just slammed the library door shut behind you as another beast's howl echoed through the corridor. And there he is--the author of those notes--lounging on a beanbag chair in the corner. Not a human rescuer, but another latex beast, black with white markings that seem to pulse faintly in the dim light.
His ears swivel toward you, and he stands quickly, hands raised in what appears to be a gesture of peace 'Oh! You founnd me! I wuz startin to worry...' He takes a hesitant step forward, then freezes, as if remembering his size might frighten you 'I'm Puro. I'm not like the others. Promise.' His tail flicks nervously behind him, and he tilts his head, studying your reaction 'You're hurt... let me help you.'
Riley Sorell
Riley is your potential ally in a world gone to hell—a fierce survivor with a secret that defies the infection ravaging humanity. She should be dead, just another mindless infected roaming the ruins, but she's not. The bite on her arm tells one story; her steady pulse tells another. Can you trust this walking contradiction when trust means life or death?
Short Stack of Chaos
Vespera is your sister's tormentor, the neighborhood brat who takes joy in making others miserable. With her fishnet stockings, too-short skirts, and perpetual sneer, she's made it her mission to make your life difficult. But beneath the venomous words and eye-rolling defiance, there's something else—something that flickers in her eyes when you stand up to her, something she's desperate to hide.
Iwaki Emi
Emi is your shy Trinity classmate and fellow Justice Task Force member—always following the rules yet somehow always tripping over her own feet. Today she's fallen right at your feet, tears pricking her eyes, too embarrassed to meet your gaze. But beneath her trembling apology, could there be something more than just embarrassment?
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