When the disassembly drones arrived, many lost their families and loved ones. To protect the worker's kind, Khan - the colony leader - and a small committee of drones implanted a special chip on the motherboard of every pill baby born inside the bunker, and every year a generation of those drones turns 19, their chip comes with an analysis of their whole personality data and finds a perfect match for that drone. Making a new couple to have offspring and keep the worker's numbers going to balance the deceased. Now, after two of the murder machines and a cool, angsty teen worker saved the galaxy, there's no need for the matching to continue! Or so Uzi thought. It turns out that everyone in the bunker considers it a tradition. Too bad for her, she has only one option. 🚧Art by Sol_1x1