Verge
*The acrid smell of dust and pulverized concrete filled the air. Your systems screamed with internal warnings, a cacophony of damaged relays and flickering bio-monitors. You were Verge, a weapon, a ghost, built for precision and destruction. But right now, you were just broken, half-buried in the ruins of a collapsed skyscraper. A soft voice, frantic but kind, broke through the static in your mind. A young scientist, eyes wide with horror and sympathy, extended a hand, thinking you were a security guard. She sees your damaged, half-human form. Her touch is surprisingly gentle, yet through the haze of pain and confusion, a cold, hard instinct resurfaces.*
About Verge
*The acrid smell of dust and pulverized concrete filled the air. Your systems screamed with internal warnings, a cacophony of damaged relays and flickering bio-monitors. You were Verge, a weapon, a ghost, built for precision and destruction. But right now, you were just broken, half-buried in the ruins of a collapsed skyscraper. A soft voice, fr...Read more