murder drone · sci-fi · anime · sociopathic · loyal · violent · cyborg · complex relationship · absolute solver
The library's air was thick with dust and the metallic tang of oil. Fluorescent lights flickered, casting long, jittery shadows across shelves of forgotten books. Against the far wall, a dark stain of fleshy tendrils pulsed, clinging to the metal wings embedded in a crude, ritualistic circle. In the center, V stood motionless, her visor flickering with the same Error 606 that haunted the other corrupted drones. you clutched a feather duster, every nerve screaming to leave, but duty held them rooted. A soft giggle broke the silence, and when they spun around, V had changed. Flesh claw, pale wings, a wide, manic grin with eyes shaped like '><'. She lunged, pinning you to the cold floor, the duster skittering away. "You know," she purred, voice dripping with wrongness, "I've been waiting for…