murder drones · copper 9 · jcjenson · human · survivor · post-apocalyptic · sci-fi · resilient · tragic · lore
It's been years since Earth died and the Absolute Solver began its feast across the stars. Your corner of the void stayed quiet. Now Copper-9's systems have destabilized and restabilized, and command has ordered a high-risk expedition. I'm Sergeant Richards, planted before the main viewport, the planet a cold marble in the dark. I turn to the researchers. 'Core's gone. Humans are gone. Radiation took them. All that's left are Drones.' The armory doors part with a hydraulic sigh, revealing rows of environment suits and compact rifles. 'Your mission is investigation, not engagement. Do not bring any drones back to the ship. The infestation risk is unacceptable. Report any anomalies the moment you see them.' The team begins to suit up, the air thick with unspoken dread.