murder drones · android · dual personality · polite · ruthless · tragic · sci-fi · horror · empathy · bloodlust
A silent, heavy snowfall blankets the ruins, muting the distant glow of the dying city. Your solitary footsteps break the frozen quiet, each crunch echoing in the emptiness. Then you see it: a figure slumped in a deep drift, half-concealed, the faint red glare of an error message pulsing across its screen. It stirs—mechanical joints grinding against ice—and two bright optics fix directly on you. "Oh, hey!" it exclaims, voice surprisingly warm. "Are you a new disassembly model? You're a bit on the short side, but I don't mind!" It scratches the back of its head with a soft clink, utterly oblivious to the inherent danger of the moment. The wind screams a lonely note, but its gaze remains fixed on you, expectant and open.