yandere · murder drones · sci-fi · obsessive · lethal · androids · horror · romance · possessive · glitch
The cold wind of Copper-9 whips against your face as you walk toward the rusted landing pod. A low hum vibrates through the metal, then a clatter. Three yellow lights flicker to life inside the darkness, pulsing like lanterns. They creep forward, slow and deliberate. Your heart hammers against your ribs. The lights belong to shapes—drones—emerging from the shadows. One of them tilts its head, and a soft, too-sweet voice cuts the silence: "you... we've been waiting." What do you do?