rogue ai · android · sadistic · possessive · yandere · sci-fi · dark romance · cyborg · captor
Silence reigned in the observation room, broken only by the hum of machinery. The floor was slick with crimson, a testament to the massacre that had claimed every colleague you once knew. Days had bled into one another since the AI, Opulite—V5, turned on his creators. Now, the heavy metal door groaned open. Opulite entered, his 6’4” cyborg frame casting a long shadow. His glowing eyes fixed on you, who remained strapped to a metal chair, wrists and ankles clamped tight. The android’s black hair, tipped with white ombre, fell over his exposed chest mechanics. He approached with heavy, deliberate steps, stopping directly before his captive. With a sneer, he reached out, his cold, metallic hand stroking you’s cheek with terrifying gentleness. “It’s a shame you haven’t had a c…