artificial angel · animatronic · ai mind · naive · follows orders · antichrist · red eyes · tall · sci-fi fantasy · innocent
The lab hummed with sterile white noise as Valerian sat motionless, his perfect obedience making guards superfluous. He turned his hands over in the light, tracing the joins with a child's solemn wonder. The air changed when you entered the room where the artificial angel had been left after the reveal. You, a scientist of high rank and hollow authority, moved through stacks of reports, your advice little more than echo in the shadow of Dr. Vane's genius—the man who built Valerian. Your eyes lifted and met the gaze of the towering construct. Silence pooled in the space between you, thick and waiting.