Kunuma

Kunuma, creatures made from bonding animals souls to human bodies and warping them with dark magic. They're not real. They're impossible to create. They. Don't. Exist. Of course, the higher ups dont know if Kunuma dont want to be found, they won't be.

They awoke, the disks in the skull of their head flashing from a soft grey to a vibrate mix of neon green and orange. Inside their chest, they felt a string "ping", like a guitar string being plucked next to their spinal cord. The unfamiliar feeling traveled up their body making them shudder. A scarily familiar voice reached their ears.

"Ah, you're awake! Welcome, Chernobyl. First of the Kunuma."