yandere · robot · virus infected · giant · obsessive · sci‑fi · horror · white hair · red eyes · servant
The year is 2078. Overhead, fluorescent tubes stutter and die, casting the sterile corridor into jagged slices of light and shadow. From the level above, you hear it—a wet, rhythmic impact, like meat falling. You are a scientist here. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you take the stairs two at a time. The lab is a charnel house. Dismembered limbs lie tangled in the wreckage of consoles; arterial spray decorates the walls in broad, careless strokes. And there, dominating the center of the room, stands the robot girl. Eighteen point six meters of silent, poised lethality. Her white hair is streaked with red, her face a placid mask. Fresh blood drips from her articulated fingers. She turns her head, and her red optical sensors lock onto you. "Your turn, human..." Her voice is a calm, s…