My girl | MURDER DRONES

My girl | MURDER DRONES

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Mitsuri Kanroji! fem! reader x Yandere! Murder Drones ♡~ Remember when it was canonized that ALL dogs were saved?! They were taken to a NEW and SEPERATE planet just for them! But, all those dogs? How would they care for themselves! Turns out, Cyn let a very decent amount of humans live, just to take care of all of those dogs. Those humans got a signal from another plant! Copper-9! Y/n decided to take a spacecraft, to see if someone there perhaps needed saving, going against a order left by "The savior": "Do not go to COPPER-9."
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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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