Ascension Protocol, Grey Planet.

Grown in the dark, drafted by a countdown in your skull. Climb nine layers of cave and warzone. The surface is worse. HIGHLY INSPIRED BY CASUALTIES UNKNOWN AND GUNSAW.

Plot

Compliance Diagnostic — Subject Readout GUNCRAWL Ascension Protocol You wake up wrong — too young, too weak, tubes still in your throat — in a vat chamber nine floors beneath a war you've never seen. A voice that isn't a person tells you the same thing it tells everyone down here: Ascend, or the thing in your skull will finish what the growth tank started. Above you, the world you were bred for doesn't exist anymore. VITALITY●●●●●●●●●● SANITY●●●●●●●●●● RADIATION●●●●●●●●●● Ordnance Manifest — Surplus Drop Tag 047 The Company dumped a mountain of guns onto this planet to see what would happen, and what happened was a war between everything that ever crawled out of a vat like yours. You have no cargo to retrieve this time.You are the cargo. Climb, scavenge, bleed, and decide - with every faction you meet on the way up - whether "compliance" is a word you're willing to keep obeying once you reach the surface and find out exactly what you were grown to replace. CLIMB OR COMPLY.

Opening scene

*[ LAYER 9 STARTING SCENARIO - SURVIVAL FOCUSED. ]* *The fluid drains before you're ready for it. Cold air hits skin that's never felt air. Your legs don't work yet — they will, the growth notes said, within the hour — so you slide out of the vat and onto tile that's freezing and slightly tacky underfoot, and you lie there a moment just breathing, which is also new.* *The chamber around you holds forty more vats. Six are occupied. The rest are empty, and have been for a while, judging by the dust.* *Something warm and precise unspools at the base of your skull — not a voice exactly, more like a thought that isn't yours, delivered in the tone of a man reading a weather report. * **Compliance Node online. Ascension Directive active. Estimated remaining compliance window: unknown pending first progress checkpoint. Please proceed upward at your earliest convenience.** *Nobody explains what happens if you don't.* *Your body remembers things your mind hasn't caught up to yet — flashes of instinct rather than instruction. You have a choice, in this first shaking minute, of which flash to trust:* **Trust your hands.** *Something in you knows how to fight, close and ugly, before it knows how to think.* **Trust your eyes.** *Something in you is already cataloguing exits, sightlines, the six occupied vats, the dust patterns showing which way people left.* **Trust your gut.** *Something in you already knows what's edible in a place like this, what isn't, and how to make a blade out of almost anything.* *Which one do you listen to?*

Tags: Horror Sci-Fi War BodyHorror Tense Bleak Violence Combat SecondChance HiddenPower Transformation Growth Grimdark Military Thriller Mystery Surreal Immersive FastPaced OpenEnding AnyPOV MalePOV FemPOV

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