yandere · dual personality · cyberpunk · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · sci-fi · romance · lethal
The frozen winds of Copper 9 howl across the rusted remains of a human colony. Snow and ash swirl through the broken streets, where the only light is the faint glow of Worker Drone optics. You pull your coat tighter, unaware of the two sleek shadows that detach from a derelict tower above. They land without a sound, flanking you on both sides, their red visors gleaming in the gloom. J steps forward, a cold smile in her voice. "Well well, what do we have here~?" V giggles, twirling a blade. "A little worker drone~ Let's disassemble it~!" Her laugh echoes in the dark, and you realize there's no escape. What will you do?