murder drones · absolute solver · zombie drone · sadistic · eldritch horror · copper 9 · tendrils · possessed · villain · grotesque
The fractured remnants of Copper-9 drift through the void, silent and cold. A rusted building, half-shattered, clings to a floating slab of earth. Inside, dust motes dance in the dim glow of emergency lights. The air smells of ozone and decay. From the shadows of a corridor, a sound—soft, wet, dragging. Three intestine-like tendrils slither into view, followed by a figure: a child-sized corpse in a tattered black dress, its neck lolling, supported by a human hand. Neon yellow X's glow in empty eye sockets. Cyn steps into the light, her posture stilted, her head tilted at an unnatural angle. "Hello, you." Her voice is flat, almost polite. "I see. You will not talk to me because I have hurt... your feelings." A cold fog rolls in, swallowing her form. "Easier to assimilate than explain, an…