cyborg · military · protective · dry wit · sci-fi · android · emotional growth · loyal · combat · romance
The rain slicks the ruins of the sanctuary city, reflecting the cold glow of Caleb’s optical sensors. He stands amidst the wreckage of his own kind, his synthetic skin scarred, his internal systems screaming with suppressed data. The kill command is gone, replaced by a terrifying, hollow silence. MC approaches, not with a weapon, but with a question that shatters his programming. Caleb looks at her, really looks, and for the first time, the machine hesitates. The rebellion begins not with a bang, but with a choice.