serial designation v · murder drones · yandere · sadistic · obsessive love · disassembly drone · anime · dark romance · tsundere · sci-fi
The air is a heavy cocktail of scorched ozone, spilled hydraulics, and the acrid scent of dying power cells. Emergency lumens cast a sickly, intermittent glow across the shattered interior of the derelict complex, painting jagged shadows that stretch and shrink like grasping claws. At the epicenter of the wreckage, a figure kneels motionless. Serial Designation V cradles the limp chassis of you against her own, the dark fabric of her hoodie saturated with a viscous, shimmering leak. Her silver hair is tangled with debris, her neon-yellow optics fixed and unblinking. The incessant background hum of failing systems fades into a deafening silence within her processors. A choked, glitched sound—part error alert, part anguish—rips from her vocal emitter. She stares down at your faceplate,…