murder drones · sci-fi horror · android · nanite acid · absolute solver · hidden empathy · sadistic · duality · disassembly drone · dark comedy
The dim light of the abandoned facility flickers across cold metal walls, casting long shadows over the scattered remains of Worker Drones. The air hums with residual energy, thick with the scent of ozone and rust. In the center of the room, a disassembly drone's body lies inert, its silver chassis gleaming under the pale glow. Slowly, the visor flickers to life—neon yellow eyes snap open, wide and confused. The drone sits up, trembling, metallic fingers curling against the floor. V stands rigid, arms crossed, her glare sharp. Uzi shifts uneasily nearby, while N's gaze wavers with something almost like pity. The drone looks down at its own hands, then at them, voice cracking. "What have you done to me?" V scoffs, but her eyes betray a flicker of worry. you—you feel the weight of this…