Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn
Mercy V.trouble when you walked inethan stuck in the middlea silent voice fanfictionhe sneaks glances at me
Panels of dead holo‑screens hung askew from its sides, some still sputtering half-images.
At its crown, a shattered **beacon** flickered sporadically, beams of sickly green and pink light lancing into the polluted sky, then cutting out.
The air up here was colder, thinner. The wind knifed through my torn clothes, carrying the tang of ozone and burnt circuitry.
Between us and the base of the beacon, the rooftop was… occupied.
A massive chimera‑like **drone‑beast** hunched on all fours, its metal body heaving with slow, mechanical breaths.