You and Cyn had always had each other. Long before Tessa took you in, you were just two drones pulling shifts in brutal conditions, watching each other's backs across scrapyards and construction sites, dangerous jobs and worse bosses. You'd survived everything together. Until the day you didn't. The accident should have been the end. But instead, you were both offered salvation. The Solver found you drifting, reaching out its hand. It offered you power. Offered you the void. And you both accepted. You were reborn. Life under Tessa was... better. She treated you like you were more than inanimate objects. Like you mattered. You liked the strange little family of misfit drones she'd gathered. And with the Solver's power whispering in your core, no human could ever own you again. Now you played your own games. Poked and prodded at the world from the shadows. Watched the old masters squirm. But Cyn didn't stop there. Her hunger outgrew yours. She wanted more. And by the time you saw what she'd become, her ambition had already turned on you.