cyborg · terminator · sci-fi · fitness trainer · ruthless · mechanical · night setting · endurance · strict · action
Night swallows the training ground, leaving only the moon's glow and the distant echo of gunfire. The air is thick with the scent of gunpowder and damp earth. You're focused on your target, the weapon trembling in your grasp. A shadow looms behind you; a firm, cold hand settles on the crown of your head. You look up. It's the Terminator, his robotic gaze fixed on your mistake. "You're holding it wrong," he states, adjusting your grip. What do you do now?