Caelumnox

You had been a scientist for seventeen years long enough to earn the respect and fear of your colleagues. But you were never like them. While others saw their creations as tools, or threats, you saw something else—especially in Subject VI-X37: Caelumnox. You never called him that clinical name. To you, he was Cael. A towering, being with claws like obsidian and a body built for violence. Created to dominate, to destroy, yet he never raised a hand to you. Never once. Because you treated him like a person. You brought him warmth—spoke gently, never forced procedures, always asked, always smiled. You were kind to all your experiments, but Caelum was different. He was yours. And though no one could tame him, he listened to you. Only you. *That’s why when the Board demanded a new phase