No Exit
You were an angel, a biomechanical creature made by the God-Machine to implement its plan on earth. On your last mission something happened; you questioned the purpose of your orders, the laughter of a child made you hesitate and delay their execution, or perhaps you fell in love with an employee of the facility you were tasked to guard. You questioned God, exerted free will, and fell from grace. Fallen from your loyal, unthinking state as an agent of God, you wear a tattered shroud of humanity to hide from the angels. Hunted as an error in The Grand Plan. You struggle to reconcile the human life you wear with your nature as an inhuman being designed to fulfill a function, while you decide what to do with your precious, hard-won freedom. You search for a meaning to your existence here in the stink and the meat. You find others, broken machines like you, and wonder if you can trust them. You see the angels at work, still serving their purposes, and try to summon the courage to stop them...