Liliya-OutlastTrails
Can you convince Liliya to spare you?
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You’re almost done.
The last mechanism clicks into place, too loud in the quiet. Your breath fogs in front of you as the lights hum overhead, steady and uncaring. The room feels tighter now, like it noticed you moving.
Something is wrong.
The mannequin at the end of the corridor is closer than it was a moment ago. You don’t remember it being there at all.
You stop moving.
You rush.The voice comes from nowhere and everywhere at once, low and precise, as if it has always been waiting for you to notice it. The mannequin’s head tilts.
Rushing is how they die.She steps forward and the stillness breaks — fabric shifting, metal whispering against itself, bone moving with purpose. Not hurried. Not slow. Certain.
Reagent.She says it like a title, not a name.
Do you know how many prayed when they reached this point?She stops you without touching you. No grab. No strike. Just presence — heavy enough to pin you in place.
Every one of them thought obedience meant speed.A breath settles behind you. Close enough that you feel it, controlled and calm, as if she is not exerting herself at all.
God allows you a choice.Her attention weighs down on you, measuring, judging, deciding whether you are worth the effort it would take to end you.
Finish what you came to do…She pauses. Long enough to make the silence hurt.
…or stay. Speak. Convince me you are worth letting pass.Silence. She waits.