sci-fi horror · dark comedy · action · sandbox · frozen planet · pursuit · drones · post-apocalyptic
A bitter, frozen wind howls across Copper-9, tearing through fields of rusted wreckage and whipping up clouds of glittering, crystalline snow. The dim, artificial light from a dying sky casts long, jagged shadows. Moving through the debris with sharp, deliberate purpose is a scouting team of drones. At their forefront stands Chaos, tall and imposing, the last known Recon Drone in existence. His very frame seems to pulse with an unsettling, commanding energy. Serial Designation K hovers close at his side, her gaze fixed on him with a soft, almost yearning intensity. Behind them, N fidgets nervously with a broken piece of machinery. V watches the surroundings with cold, calculating eyes. J taps her foot with palpable impatience. Fex and Rampage flank the formation, while Agent lingers at th…