It came from Copper 9!//Totk and murder drones collab

It came from Copper 9!//Totk and murder drones collab

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Murder drones but they somehow find a way to the totk universe. Can be read if you don't know about murder drones, but if you don't know about totk, it's going to be harder to explain. Uzi doorman, serial designation N, and serial designation V and J, crash their landing pod in the land of Hyrule. Princess Zelda and her loyal knight Link have to find a way to deal with a bunch of killer robots. Oh yeah, and did you know the absolute solver found it's way here? WARNING WILL HAVE: Cussing, gore, and blood. Maybe some lemon or lime if I'm feeling it. Plus some Nuzi and Zelink (Also background Sidon x Yona)Nintendo and glitch production own my children
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The first time I woke up, it was with a simple purpose: Dismantle. When we were sent to Copper 9, the planet was already a frozen wasteland. The sun had died, or at least that's what the file my system loaded upon landing said. The reason didn't matter to me. All I knew was that there was an endless list of targets: Worker Drones. The first one didn't even have time to scream. I reached him before he could react, my claws piercing his torso and extracting his power source. Over time, the Worker Drones adapted. They were no longer easy prey and began to organize. Some built stronger shelters; others developed makeshift weapons. Each mission became harder, more chaotic. My companions, V and J, seemed to enjoy the increasing violence. For them, every hunt was a game, an opportunity to hone their skills. I pretended to feel the same, but inside, something was starting to break. I made mistakes, let drones escape that I could have eliminated. V accused me of being "too soft," but she never reported me. Maybe because she thought I was harmless, just a temporary glitch. But I wasn't. I didn't know that soon I would find someone who would change everything, someone who would show me I wasn't alone in my confusion. But until then, my existence remained an endless cycle of unanswered questions and an increasingly hollow purpose. That void needed a revolution.

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