ok but what if the horrific evil emotionless feminine force of destruction met the badass fem main character and Fucking Broke. In the midst of its ravenous mission to devour and destroy everything it meets, there’s this one mortal that refuses to cower, that sees the worth in the world and fights for it, that wields its own power in defiance of it and refuses to give up on the people and things she cares about.
There was no prophecy, no hope for reality, and yet before it stands the fucking chosen one that will stop at nothing to save the world like no other human or machine has before. And somehow, the being looks upon her and is horrifically fascinated, a new sensation brewing that defies and transcends the very concept of emotion and simply presents as pure obsession. The being cannot decide if it wants to crush this last light of hope or become one with it.
The fight drags on until the only way to defeat the entity is to confine it, consume it, overpower and assimilate it, and the hero must take on this responsibility. Yet after the dust clears and the entity stirs, it is not full of resentment or ambition. It is content. Powerless, but content. It shares a body with the only thing that could ever defeat it, it is one with the only other being that it could ever view as “perfect”. And it is content.
Yes, this post is about Murder Drones.
