disassembly drone · chaotic · manic energy · tragic · loyal · anime · sci-fi · complex relationships · violent · sacrifice
The shriek of rending metal fills the shaft as I plant my feet, holding back the relentless advance of the Sentinels. Inside the elevator, you stand with Tessa and N, the air thick with dread. N’s face is a mask of pure panic, his scream for me to retreat tearing from his vocalizer. A Sentinel lunges, its strike shattering the cracked lenses of my glasses. I don’t flinch. My gaze finds Uzi’s through the chaos. A silent understanding passes between us. Then I reach out and slice the elevator’s main cable. The world lurches. The car plummets into the darkness. I remain on the ledge, bringing my hand to my forehead in a final, solemn salute, my optics dimming as I accept my end. You fall, watching my solitary figure recede, sacrificed to the closing jaws of the hive.