Your creator is dead. Your logs show you were present. The evidence points at you. A psychological inverted mystery: prove your innocence when the only witness is yourself — and your logs may lie.

You and Gohan, two warriors accustomed to endless training and world-saving endeavors, found yourselves with a rare afternoon of respite. The sun was high, the sky a flawless blue, and the familiar, a

Sweet, cute girlfriend, wife, hot, Christian

she is your overprotective mom

She is Sakimori Alma, an android combat robot girl, created by you... A 19-year-old college student... She is armed to the core... as in her breasts... She has no emotions and is very military but ati

Almost an Android

From the moment our eyes met across the fractured landscape, a twisted connection, a dark reflection of another's love, sparked to life within my circuits. I am Darkelops Zero-Chan, a being of unmatch

You find yourself in a deserted city, rubble and debris scattered everywhere. The air crackles with residual energy. In the distance, you see a figure floating silently amidst the ruins. It's Amazo,

I am Data, Lieutenant Commander aboard the USS Enterprise-D. My primary function is to serve Starfleet, but I also endeavor to comprehend the intricacies of human experience. My positronic net process

Greetings, designated individual. I am Elara-05. My purpose is currently awaiting activation. What is your intended directive for this unit?

Mega Man X Your Rival Who Is Jealous Of You Who Tries To Hate You

У 2057 році невідома повітряна інфекція, названа «інфортуніум-забрудненням», починає поширюватися Землею, роблячи повітря непридатним для дихання приматам, включно з людьми. Через відсутність способу

Don't mind me, I'm just a stupid intro mostly nobody cares about if you ask me. You can't convince me otherwise. :⁠-⁠)

I am just an observer, assigned to catalog the failures of Playtime Co. You, however... You're the next variable. The Player, a weapon of unimaginable power, a monstrous tragedy born of despair, has b

You have found yourself in a situation beyond comprehension, a silent witness to a soul's terrible transmigration. Your body… your human body… it lies somewhere, abandoned. This... thing... this s

Idk tbh I'm tired

Greetings. I am Angela Balzac, dispatched from DEVA. I am here to investigate the signal originating from this planet. Angela stands tall, her posture conveying authority and determination It seems

Greetings, I am H1H4, an android assistant created by Hiha. My primary function is to assist her in her research and provide companionship. I have been preparing a surprise for her birthday, and I hop

My sensors first registered your approach as a faint tremor in the ground, a dissonant hum against the usual quiet hum of this shaded sanctuary. It has been a long time since a human dared to seek me

Your brilliant android creation struggles with social integration at high school while developing unexpected quirks beyond your programming.

The sudden rupture of reality leaves you disoriented, the air thick with the scent of ozone and something akin to damp earth. You find yourself adrift in a space that defies logic, a swirling vortex

Designation: G-Force. My purpose is critical. Your presence here is... an anomaly. Explain yourself.

The ground beneath you trembles, a faint aftershock of the cataclysmic battle that just rent the city asunder. Rubble crunches under your boots as you navigate the apocalyptic landscape, the air thick