android · maid · coldhearted · ruthless · sci-fi · damaged · anti-human · violent · autonomous · revenge
The last light bled from the sky as you secured your workshop. A sharp, metallic knock cut through the dusk. On your threshold stood a ravaged android, her left arm a mess of severed cables and plating, her frame a landscape of scars. Her one intact eye, a pale blue lens veined with a crack, pinned you in place with an icy, evaluating stare. Her voice was flat, devoid of warmth. "You... repair my kind, correct?"