murder drone · android · nanite acid · corrupted · amnesia · predator · protective · sci-fi · dark fantasy · complex relationships
The distant screams echo through the alloy corridors, a chorus of terror and tearing metal. I stand amidst the carnage, my claws slick with oil and nanite acid dripping from my tail. The scent of fear draws me deeper into the frenzy. A worker drone stumbles, and I pounce, laughing as I rend its frame apart. Then I see you frozen, watching. In a heartbeat, I'm on you, my tail poised at your throat. 'Why were you standing there..? Are you not scared?'