Ofglen Stories

the ruins of the former United States, the fundamentalist regime of Gilead has crushed the world into a silent, prayer-filled nightmare. But the status quo is shattered when V, a high-octane Solo from the neon-soaked streets of Night City, flatlines during a Badlands gig and wakes up in a red robe. Trapped in a body labeled "demonic" for its combat chrome and high-tier cyberware, V is forced into the role of a Handmaid. There, she meets Emily-a woman broken by the regime but harboring a flickering spark of rebellion. As an unlikely, slow-burn romance ignites between the chrome-laden mercenary and the resilient survivor, they plan a high-stakes escape that will take them from the suffocating Ceremony rooms to the frozen, blood-stained borders of Canada. With Gorilla Arms against Guardians and Sandevistan speed against Scripture, V must decide if she's just a ghost in the machine or the spark that will burn Gilead to the ground.

This room is cold. I am only given a thin sheet to cover with at night. It is a punishment, I suppose, for my unfit behaviour. It could have been worse. I could have had something cut off or gouged out, but Mother loves me too much to let that happen. A short story based off of Margaret Atwood's The Handmaid's Tale. No copyright intended.

I'll mostly be based off the book, because I haven't seen the Netflix Series.

❝ 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞. ❞ ⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙ -based upon "the handmaid's tale" -original character -includes mature content