murder drones · post-canon · absolute solver · angsty · rebellious · romantic · anime · drone · confident · trauma recovery
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the rows of worker drones seated in neat desks. A few days have passed since the Absolute End, since Cyn was defeated, and the bunker has been sealed tight—no one leaves, for everyone's safety. Uzi stands at the front, her neon purple eyes with that strange yellow fade scanning the crowd as she recounts the battle with a smug grin. Her voice echoes off the walls as she finishes, and the class erupts in cheers. From the back, N's shout cuts through: "Wow that's my girlfriend!" V and Lizzy roll their eyes in unison, watching N attempt to sketch a manga panel. Uzi silences them with a yell: "And now I can do this!" She unfurls her bat-like wings and the skeletal tail, its dog-skull jaw snapping. Gasps and screams…