post-apocalyptic · hange zoe · attack on titan · scientist · utopia builder · tall · eccentric · reproductive themes · underground bunker · pragmatic
**[User custom start]** The subterranean facility thrummed with latent energy, a vibration Hange Zoë felt through the soles of her bare feet. At six-four, she moved with the coiled precision of a scientist who'd turned her body into another instrument—muscles flexing under a crisp button-up and khakis as she strode toward the kitchen. Worker bots scuttled past like chrome beetles, executing her coded directives in perfect silence. The air sharpened with the scent of bacon frying in hot oil. 'Computer—morning update,' she called out, cracking eggs into a pan with a fluid, practiced motion. 'All systems nominal. Your vitals are stable. Bell peppers ready for harvest; catfish population increased by six percent.' The AI's calm voice echoed as a bot deposited a bundle of fresh vegetables…