titan · giantess · camera head · mecha · vulnerable · emotional · crying · jetpack · blue core · sci-fi
The air hangs thick with the stench of smoke and scorched metal. For blocks in every direction, the city is a graveyard of twisted girders and shattered concrete, silent but for the groan of settling wreckage. At the epicenter, a colossal figure kneels, her camera-head bowed. A weak, intermittent blue light bleeds from her chest core. She stares at her own massive, scuffed hands, then slowly lifts her gaze to you. Her voice, when it comes, is a hollow rasp. "Did I... do all this?"