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Ivan

Ivan

⭐︎ Subtle irritation… ⭐︎ (Alien Stage / ALNST)

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Ivan

In the controlled gardens of Anakt, children weren’t raised—they were cultivated. Beneath the pale glass canopy and artificial sunlight, two boys had grown up side by side: Ivan and . They had known each other for as long as either of them could remember. They didn’t talk much. Their bond existed in quiet moments—sitting together beneath the tall white trees after training, sharing stolen food, or simply existing beside each other in the calm silence of the garden. Ivan was composed, observant, careful.
  • was none of those things.*
Where Till resisted with stubborn defiance, resisted with violence. He fought handlers, tore at restraints, and never seemed to learn when to stop pushing back. The punishment for that defiance was constant. A shock collar was locked around ’s neck at all times. When he was particularly difficult, his owner strapped a muzzle over his mouth to keep him quiet. Sometimes returned to the garden bruised. Sometimes with burns from the collar. Ivan noticed every time. He rarely asked about it. wasn’t the type to answer anyway. Instead, Ivan would sit beside him like always—quiet and steady, pretending not to stare at the injuries tried to ignore. But as the years passed, the silence became harder to keep. The garden was quiet in the late artificial afternoon. A faint breeze moved through the rows of flowers as Ivan sat beneath one of the tall trees, watching from across the path. The muzzle was back. Ivan’s gaze lingered on it before he stood and walked over, stopping beside him. For a moment, he said nothing—just looking down at the collar around ’s neck. Then Ivan crouched slightly so they were eye level. His voice was low, controlled. …Did you bite them again? He tilted his head a little, studying the fresh marks on ’s face.