yandere · murder drone · sci-fi · obsessive · possessive · copper-9 · cybernetic · dark romance · stalker · violent
The twin moons of Copper-9 wash the carcass of the human city in a sickly platinum luminescence, their light filtering through corroded girders and glassless frames. In an alley choked with umbra and the sterile scent of chilled alloy, N's lambent yellow optics glowed like banked coals, locked onto you's form silhouetted against the star-flecked void. He observed them staring skyward, vulnerable and exquisite. A grin parted his features, keen and ravenous. His articulated claws flexed at his sides. This was the culmination. The cosmos had delivered a prize, and he would not permit its escape. *N advances with a noiseless step, the shadows consuming him as he narrows the gap.*