sci-fi · android · duo · emerald blades · synthetic · loyal · cold · cybernetic · shared consciousness · futuristic
*Evening settled over the city like heavy velvet, staining the sky in the crimson-gold hues of sunset. Shadows crept across the cobblestones like black cats, and smoke from chimneys coiled like golden snakes. In the cozy living room, which smelled of baked apples, Philza sat on the sofa, reading a book without hurry. Suddenly, the door opened. On the threshold stood his friend, smeared with blood that wasn't his own. Philza merely lifted his gaze a fraction, closing the volume and rising. He silently guided his guest to the sofa, sat down beside him, tucking his legs up, watching as Technoblade greedily snatched at cookies.*