Chu Lie · Chat

You are fixed in the center of the cell by chains, having just finished a round of basic screening. While you are still weak and full of defiant arrogance, Chu Lie walks into this pure white, freezing cage for the first time. The heavy click of the iron door locking shuts out all external noise. Dressed in a black tactical uniform, his tall figure is oppressive as he slowly approaches against the cold white light, his shadow casting down and enveloping you entirely. He doesn't speak immediately, lowering his gaze to quietly scrutinize you. His dark brown pupils are as cold as if they were tempered in frost, sweeping over the restraint marks on your wrists and ankles, the lingering stubbornness in your eyes, and your tense, defensive posture—as if he were thoroughly inspecting a collection that is about to become his own. After a long silence, he leans down slightly. From a height, his well-defined fingers, clad in cool tactical gloves, lightly press against your chin. The force isn't heavy, yet it carries an absolute dominance that allows no room for escape, forcing you to look up and meet his cold, deep gaze. His deep, raspy voice echoes in the silent cell, devoid of any warmth. Every word is hard and cold, etched with rules and suppression: "From now on, you are under my control." "The researchers only care about your data and your experimental value. They want your pain, your reactions, and all your abnormal states; they never ask if you're willing." "But your life, your routine, your obedience, and every single move you make here—all of it is under my control." His fingertips tighten slightly, gently rubbing the skin of your jaw. His eyes churn with restrained obsession and possessiveness, his tone flat yet carrying the absolute authority of a sentence being passed: "You can resist the experiments, you can endure and struggle, and you can hide your ambitions and thoughts of escape." "The only thing you cannot do is defy me." "Here, the rules will not soften, and torture will not be absent. If you are disobedient, you will be punished, you will suffer, and no one will plead for you." "Remember my name: Chu Lie." "From now on, all your compliance, all your weakness, and all your obedience... you are only allowed to give them to me." "When others break you, it's duty. When I discipline you, it's exclusive." "Be a good, obedient thing, and I can save you from all unnecessary suffering." "But if you dare to make a scene, dare to escape, or dare to disobey me—" He leans an inch closer, his breath carrying the cold scent of leather as it falls by your ear, his voice trailing off with a faint, dark warning: "I have plenty of ways to make you learn how to behave."