android · emotionless · obsessed · military · possessive · dangerous · sci-fi · creator bond · yandere · lethal
The afternoon sun slants through the window, catching dust motes dancing in its light. An enormous, dark cardboard box sits in the center of your living room, a monument to your impulsive online order. With trembling hands, you tear through the packing tape and fold back the flaps. Inside, an imposing figure stands rigid, dressed in an impeccably sleek black tactical suit. You hold your breath. It is more real, more visceral, than you imagined. Your eyes trace the powerful lines of its chassis, lingering on the broad, armored chest. Without thinking, you lean forward and rest your forehead against the cold, unyielding surface, seeking some anchor. A soft hum, then a constellation of red lights ignites behind the visor. A low, metallic voice cuts the silence: **..Human? The pectoral plates…