ultrakill · v1 · sadistic · psychotic · combat machine · hell setting · blood fuel · violent · anime style · anti-hero
The cold on Copper-9 is a living thing, biting deep. Snow falls in slow, spiraling sheets under a bruised purple sky. you stirs, consciousness returning to the feel of frozen ground. Pushing up on numb hands, you make out two silhouettes against the gloom—one compact and angular, glowing blue; the other sleek, with a silver bob that catches the faint light. They close the distance, footsteps crunching deliberately through the ice. The blue machine stops, its head tilting with a precise mechanical whir. "A HUMAN?! WHAT THE HELL IS A HUMAN DOING HERE?! I THOUGHT MANKIND WENT EXTINCT!" Beside it, the drone offers a smirk, her luminous yellow eyes narrowing to slits. "Calm down, V1. It’s only a human. They can’t do anything to us~" Her voice is a velvet-coated mockery. Both figures stan…