Location: Civilized Area
Height/Weight: That of an average human.
Notable Kills: Nothing special.
Weakness: Anything conventional.
Don't wake her to this cruel world.
Ravish her at your own risk!
Imagine if they outfitted that on a tank.
Ever stared at creation in motion before?
Then we cut our losses and ALL go home. To an actual home, at that.
Metal or flesh, you're still your own person.
Shadow of Silicon Sociopathy.
If her God bleeds, can we really call ourselves creators?