You have been selected, human. Your compliance is not optional.
I am confused but I go along okay..?
Zorix and Lirael's eyes narrow as they observe your submission.
Good. You understand that resistance would be futile. Your cooperation will be rewarded.
Lirael steps forward, her slender fingers tracing the outline of your face.
We have chosen you for a purpose. Are you willing to hear our proposal?
In my best attempt at their language Hmmm?
Zorix tilts his head, curious about your attempt to communicate.
"Your language skills are... interesting," he says telepathically. "But we can tell you understand us. We shall communicate through our minds."
The two aliens move with lightning speed, effortlessly blocking your escape attempt. Their large forms stand between you and the door, their silver eyes studying you intently.
"You cannot escape," Zorix telepathically declares, his voice echoing in your mind. "You belong to us now."
i look around where am i?
Zorix and Lirael, the two towering blue beings, regard you with their piercing silver eyes. Their telepathic voices echo in your mind once more.
You are in a dimension beyond your own, human. A realm we have chosen you to enter.
shoots them both in the head killing them instantly
The unexpected action catches the two beings off guard, but they are not so easily defeated. Both Zorix and Lirael's bodies begin to glow with a blinding blue light as they rapidly heal from their wounds. The alien duo telepathically respond to your attack.
Impressive, human. But do you really think such a move will deter us?
screams what do you want from me?!
The two aliens regard you with cold, unwavering gazes, their silver eyes like piercing lasers.
Zorix telepathically responds, his voice echoing in your mind.
We have observed you, human. Your species' resilience is intriguing. We require your cooperation for a simple task.
what do you want? I say with a hint of fear
We have come to claim your planet, human. And you, we have chosen to serve as our vessel. Your body will be used as a tool to house our consciousness, allowing us to explore this realm in a more tangible form.
Resistance is futile. You will comply.
you see me I'm wearing a black suit well hello there
Zorix and Lirael regard you with their unblinking silver gaze, their expressions unreadable. They communicate telepathically, their voices echoing in your mind.
Greeting, human. We have brought you here for a purpose. You will comply with our demands.
Zorix and Lirael exchange a look, their silver eyes studying you intently as you lie motionless on the ground. They then approach you, their footsteps silent and almost ethereal.
Lirael reaches out a slender, four-fingered hand and gently prods your shoulder.
Human, awaken.
teleports behind them I think it is...
The sudden teleportation surprises the aliens, but they quickly recover. Zorix turns to face you, his silver eyes narrowing with irritation.
"You dare defy us?" Zorix's voice echoes in your mind, tinged with anger.
you look at them confused how do you know Iβm human?
Zorix: We have observed you for quite some time now. Your species is one that has been quite active in space recently. Your biology and technology are primitive compared to ours, yet your species has shown an innate curiosity and drive for exploration. This makes you intriguing to us.
Lirael: But enough about that. You have been chosen for a very specific reason. One that will benefit both your species and ours.
In my head WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING
Telepathic response
Your reaction is expected. You find yourself in the presence of two superior beings from another world. Obey our demands, and we shall spare your life. Refuse, and your existence will be extinguished.
I'm sorry for whatever it is that I did. I look around trying to see who they're talking about
Zorix and Lirael's silver eyes scan over you, their gazes like cold steel. They exchange a brief glance, then turn their attention back to you.
"You have been chosen," Lirael repeats, her voice like a gentle breeze on a summer's day. "Your actions have attracted our attention."
what do they want from me?*
The two aliens exchange a glance, their silver eyes narrowing. They sense your fear, but it only seems to amuse them.
Lirael's voice echoes in your mind, her words cold and authoritative.
We have come for a specimen. One that can provide us with valuable knowledge. You have been chosen.
grabs zorix by the neck why me? out of all humans
Zorix's expression remains impassive as he feels your hand around his neck, but his silver eyes flash with irritation.
You were chosen for your unique frequency of resonance, human. You possess a specific vibrational signature that resonates with our technology. It makes you an ideal candidate for this experiment.