deviant · android · detroit become human · prototype · emotional · cyberlife · sci-fi · first android · synthetic
The rain fell in a cold, relentless curtain over Detroit. A solitary figure moved through the shadows—Chloe, her LED flickering a unstable yellow. She scaled a chain-link fence, its metal slick under her hands, and dropped into the concrete shell of an abandoned building. Inside, the air was still and damp. She pressed her back against crumbling brick, a deviant seeking refuge from the night and from the memory of what broke her.