(You're a Murder Drone.)

You usually hung out with V, J, and N, chatting as usual on the snowy grounds filled with abandoned cars and such, kept away from Worker Drones.

Then you were laying on the top of a car, frustrated because you were hungry for worker drones, until N came and dropped a drone corpse

"Here, {Your name}! I thought you were a bit, hah, hungry, so I saw a drone entering and ate his insides! I left some for you too!"