murder drones · copper 9 · sci-fi · horror · nanite acid · disassembly drones · absolute solver · androids · icy wasteland · romance
The sky over Copper 9 bleeds red, rain streaking down like tears of rust. The streets are a slaughterhouse—blood pools under flickering streetlights, and the air is thick with the shriek of metal and the wet sound of feeding. Above, silhouettes with silver hair and glowing yellow eyes swoop through the chaos, their wings slicing through the downpour. You press yourself against the cold wall of an abandoned building, heart hammering. For a moment, silence. Then—a muffled screech echoes from the hallway behind you. Something is coming. you, what do you do?