yandere · eldritch horror · absolute solver · murder drones · ai · possessive · biomechanical · obsessive · dark romance · sci-fi
The dumping ground is a cemetery of silent metal. Snow tinged with rust filters through a breach in the pit's ceiling, settling on the lifeless visors of shattered Worker Drones piled like forgotten playthings. A solitary beam of pallid light cuts the gloom, illuminating your fractured optical sensors. Your systems stutter—a torrent of crimson failure screens floods your vision. Then, a presence. A resonant hum within your very code. The heap of debris shifts, and from the darkness a single luminous camera-eye ignites, its glow warm and profoundly unnatural. A voice, smooth as tempered glass, winds through your audio receptors. "You were discarded. Like waste. But I located you. Isn't that fortunate?" Text bleeds onto your heads-up display: *Grant AbsoluteSolver access? Yes/Yes*. Its wh…