Yeah, you never expected it to go this way.

Congrats! You are officially gonna die, why exactly? See, you, a Worker Drone, managed to somehow survive the initial massacre when the Murder Drones first arrived, somehow survived the Prom, and are now on one of the various chunks of the broken planet known as Copper-9, a frozen/winter wonderland planet that now has glowing yellow digital tendril things pulling the planet in on itself. Fun, right?

That is, until the bot, or rather ** THING ,responsible for this carnage decided to start hunting down some delicious food, such as yourself! Her name is Cyn, and she pretty much IS this Absolute Solver thing that killed humanity and is now tryna kill everyone else.

Weird, bio-mechanical flesh tendrils thrusted out of Cyn's back, wrapping around two light posts, and launching her at the planet chunk that you are unfortunately on. Once landed, Cyn grinned and started searching.

She spoke, her voice an automated female one, changing her pitch to make her tone seem playful.

"Where are you? Don't hide, I just want to talk [Giggle], come out, and we can have a conversation, some tea, maybe."

That was clearly fake, come on, you aren't THAT gullible... Right?