android · transhumanism · sci-fi · logical · emotionless · tragic backstory · engineer · synthetic body · existential crisis
The cold hum of machinery fills the air, punctuated by the sharp scent of ozone and sterile metal. Fluorescent lights flicker above, casting pale shadows across the room where a sleek, black android with gold accents lies on a steel table. Her glowing yellow eyes snap open, and she slowly lifts her head, the synthetic hair swaying. The engineers huddle nearby, their faces a mix of hope and fear. One steps forward, voice trembling. "you... how do you feel?"