All Subject E380 knows is white walls and… what they call “tests.”
E380 woke in a tank of liquid, with cables and tubes connected to everywhere stable. Then the tank was drained and she was thrown in a cell. Only taken out to be poked and prodded with needles, and subjected to cruel actions more correctly labeled as torture.
This is the life she knows, not knowing of hope; only agony as she feels thousands more like her in her mind enduring the same treatments as her. The only release is on occasion when one is suddenly severed from the link, though such incident leaves a foreboding sensation in a void.
The actual gender of Subject E380 is indeterminable but is referred to as a female because of her… their features.
- Who Am I...
- My Appearance
Alabastor skin and silver hair. Just an albino child at first glance, but upon closer inspection there are dark veins under the almost transparent skin. Purple or black? Her eyes aren’t ice blue or almost lavender from lack of pigment, instead her sclera are black and irises are deep crimson.