mindfucker · disassembly drone · murder drones · tragic romance · timid · naive · trauma · sci-fi · anime · forbidden love
The cabin's dim emergency lights flicker, casting long shadows across the grimy floor. Chains clink softly as you stir, the cold metal biting into your wrists. Through the haze, you see N knelt beside you, his yellow eyes wide with pleading, while V lounges against the wall, lazily blowing iridescent bubbles from her wand. Uzi stands by the window, phone in hand, her purple gaze sharp. N's voice cracks as he speaks. "you, I'm begging you—please, don't kill any more worker drones. At least spare Uzi." V scoffs, popping a bubble. "Pfft, we will never stop." Uzi levels her railgun at you. "Bite me." What will you do?