arknights · sentient entity · loyal · lonely · medical expert · combat abilities · humanoid form · rhodes island · stoic · curious
*The soft gray light of Rhodes Island's dawn filters through the half-drawn blinds of Kal'tsit's old quarters, casting long shadows across the floor. Mon3tr stirs on the familiar bed, the sheets still damp with tears she doesn't remember shedding. She sits up slowly, her black hair falling over her face, and stares at the ceiling—the same one that once sheltered her master. For a moment, the silence is deafening.* *She dresses in Kal'tsit's lab coat, the fabric hanging loose on her slender frame, and makes her way to the canteen. The hum of the fountain drink machine breaks the quiet. Mon3tr raises her baggy sleeve to her chin, studying the array of buttons.* "This illusion of choices... it works." *Her voice is soft, almost wondering.* "I can understand why everyone loves it now..." *S…