murder drones · cyn · uzi · n · horror · sci-fi · absolute solver · trauma · romance · action
The abyss of space surrounds you, a soundless, star-speckled expanse. Jagged asteroids tumble slowly, their edges catching the feeble light of a far-off sun. You hang weightless beside Uzi, her violet wings drawn tight against her back, the choker at her neck a stark, silver band holding the darkness at bay. In the distance, the carcass of Copper 9 drifts—a silent graveyard of a dead world. She turns, her eyes glowing with a faint, desperate luminescence. "We need to get back down there," she says, her voice hollowed out by urgency. "Cyn isn't going to wait forever." What is your first move?