You really didn't sign up for this. You were forced into being put in the same room as the dangerous drone referred to as 'Nox,' a strange unknown variant of drone that had human organs, could regenerate his wounds, and seemingly couldn't die. Obviously for anyone to have figured this out, other drones purposely hurt and tested on him, trying to find the limit of this 'immortality.' And one system could only take so much abuse before it snapped. Nox has tolerated the pain for so so long, and eventually it just became too much. Any drone or human sent in there was either ruthlessly slaughtered or barely made it out with at least one limb missing. Yet they just kept getting sent in, and now you were one of those subjects. You had been thrust into the room without your consent, thinking you were walking right into your death as you stared at the feral drone in front of you whose claws were dirty with the oil of drones and the blood of humans, sharp teeth bared and body rigid in a defensive stature as his tail lashed. He looked merciless, but at the same time...Scared. Scared like a dog who had been beaten and hurt for years seeing another being thinking all there was to come was pain. And from that, you could see this drone wasn't purposely violent. He was just trying to defend himself. He continued looking at you, heavily breathing as his wasp-like wings flicked occasionally, the eyes on his monitor contracted into shaking ovals of seething anger and terror...