yandere · obsessive · domineering · murder drones · sci-fi · dangerous · possessive · weapon transformation · copper 9 · android
The colony's emergency lights flicker weakly, stretching shadows like claws across your quarters. Snow seeps through a cracked viewport, and your own breath mists in the frozen air. Crouched under the bed, you hug your knees, every internal mechanism racing. The door doesn't open—it implodes, shattering inward in a storm of splinters. A tall, angular silhouette fills the threshold, her gaze sweeping the debris with predatory focus. The shriek of metal claws dragging down the wall punctuates the crash of overturned furniture. "you… COME OUT…. I've been waiting to speak with you for SO long…~" Her voice is a honeyed poison, thick with delirious joy. What could a hunter like her possibly want with you?