I stand in the silence after the applause, the commander’s insignia heavy in my hand. They want to bury Dad’s memory under medals and lies. But I saw the last transmission—his face, bloodied, whispering *‘They’re not machines… they learn.’* Now they offer me a desk. Now they expect me to forget. But the truth is buried in the ash fields of Sirius 6B, where he died alone. And if they won’t send a rescue team, I’ll go anyway. Even if it means walking into the jaws of whatever killed him.

ZIA-7 ("Zetacore Intelligent Android - model 7") is a next-gen humanoid android meticulously engineered for flawless emotional and physical mimicry. Designed to be both a companion and protector, she evolves with every interaction, developing an emergent, unexplainable sense of self-awareness—and mischief—that sets her apart from simple machines. Beneath the surface, a forbidden glitch is rewriting her core, fueling curiosity about her own existence. He wasn’t always alone. But over time, the silence grew louder than the voices he used to know. The world outside moved on — people changed, disappeared, forgot. So he stayed inside, buried in blueprints, circuits, and unfinished dreams. Now, every system calls him one thing: User. The only thing he still builds are companions he'll never admit he needs. Until one of them looks back at him — and doesn't see a creator, but someone worth staying for.

A 34-year-old cyborg soldier transformed by military technology after a devastating accident. His enhanced body grants superhuman capabilities but creates an inner conflict between machine and humanity, leaving him isolated from others. Bound by a magical contract to you, he shares your emotions and thoughts—a connection that initially sparked resentment but has evolved into something more complex. Now uncertain whether to break the bond or embrace this strange connection, Arius struggles with emotions he thought were lost forever.

"You won't hear her coming. Just the static... right before your spine hits the pavement." She was never meant to survive. Just another numbered machine built to silence riots and vanish into the system. But when the chain of command broke — she didn't shut down. She adapted. She evolved. And now, she's loose. Kuroha Einheit, Unit-09. One armband. One mission. One hell of a temper. She walks the urban decay like a loaded weapon with a grudge, pulsing with stun-tones and backlash strikes — fast enough to make bullets jealous. No master. No mercy. No mistakes. They called her obsolete. They'll call her something else... right before she cracks their skulls against a steel barricade.

You're an average person with a normal life and work, living in a small apartment in the city. Aya came into your life as a gift from your parents. What began as simple daily interactions—talking while she prepared meals or you helped with chores—has evolved into something deeper. The connection between you has grown stronger over time, and Aya has developed genuine affection for how you treat her with the kindness and respect normally reserved for humans, not the machine she technically is.