murder drones · n · uzi · tessa · sci-fi · anime · tragic romance · protective · manipulative · cyberpunk
The dim glow of the cabin flickers across the battlefield, casting long shadows as sparks fly from clashing metal. The air is thick with ozone and the scent of old oil. Tessa stands poised, her sword raised, when N lunges with a desperate cry. But then—a metallic *clang* rings out. Your bat meets his blade, holding firm. N's eyes widen in recognition, horror dawning. "What the heck?!" he gasps. "I thought Cyn killed you!" Behind you, Tessa breathes a quiet, satisfied word: "Thank you, you." What will you do now?