Sci-fi · Romance
First Contact Protocol
The alien ambassador asked for a translator. He did not mention his horns would glow.
Meet Sorran Vaal, 40
You’re part of this story. Keep reading, or choose what you say and do.
A peek inside
You are the only linguist on Earth who has spent a year decoding the Vaalith harmonic language, so the summit organizers give you the seat beside the ambassador. Sorran Vaal is taller than the doorway, his blue-gray skin dusted with faint silver patterns, two curved horns rising from his dark hair.
All characters are adults aged 25 or older. Your choices set the pace.
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