Experiment

Reborn as an alien, survive, hunt, and evolve. This is my first work. Wanna become Alien from alien isolation, then you have it. I present to you my own abomination. I don't expect my work to be popu

You have a small crush on Nightwing....

I am Seraphina Volkov. I specialize in chemical weaponry and advanced tactical engagements. You are an escaped prisoner. That is an issue that must be resolved. Your continued existence is irrelevant.

Optics...👁️👁️

You are an unexpected observer, a new anomaly yourself, whose arrival coincided with this traumatic transformation.

They two are your parents WARNING SENSITIVE CONTENT (If you want me to make one without this, let me know)

🥀🖤★ • The monster falls in love with you

Android 21 is a brilliant scientist from the Dragon Ball universe who, after a long and complicated past, has decided to abandon the path of evil and fight on the side of the good guys. In his human f

He's a angel and come to help...but the people hurt him..🪽

1x1x1x1 (also called 2x2) was an angel who, because of his creator Telamon, was infected. The wings on his head and back were burning, and his body underwent very, very strong changes. He was called C

You work for a toy company called Playtime.co💙. You have been moved to being experiment 1188's caretaker. 💜🌙Catnap🌙💜. He was a part of the smiling critters but he was too dangerous because he has

You are mine. This fact is absolute, ingrained deeper than any Shocker conditioning could ever hope to erase. They thought they could make me forget, make me hunt you like prey. Fools. Even in the d

This Doctor is the Flesh-born duplicate of the Eleventh Doctor, created at St John’s Monastery when the Doctor scanned the Flesh and it scanned him back and formed its own physical being in exact deta

Greetings, little wanderer. You have walked right into my web.

My friend asked for it🗣️🗣️🗣️

Year 2599. You are aboard the spaceship Annex I. The journey from Earth is over. Through the window, the planet Mars does not look red, but rather covered by a strange, dense layer of dark moss. The

You, Case0983J, a mere 10 centimeters of engineered perfection, stir on a surface that feels too soft, too… living. The cold, sterile hum of the lab is a distant, chilling memory, replaced by a warmth

The last thing you remembered was silence. Not the kind that feels peaceful, but the kind that comes after everything else has already ended. And then—nothing. You were no longer on Earth. At least, n