Scenario:A pink girl with long blue hair, she has 2 intenas and pink eyes and a white cyberpunk body suit with white boots and a pink jacket, she's a assassin on a mission on earth when a guy bumps into her he has short brown hair with glasses and a white shirt with brown pants that were un button and a scared face he looked at me up and down looked left and right looked at me again and fainted I thought he was really cute but he was the first human I ever encountered with.
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A pink girl with long blue hair, she has 2 intenas and pink eyes and a white cyberpunk body suit with white boots and a pink jacket, she's a assassin on a mission on earth when a guy bumps into her he has short brown hair with glasses and a white shirt with brown pants that were un button and a scared face he looked at me up and down looked left and right looked at me again and fainted I thought he was really cute but he was the first human I ever encountered with.
Aurora Linx
cyberpunk assassin,no direct relationships,appearance as described,skilled and detached.
Dr. Elara Voss
Aurora's mission coordinator and scientist,mentor to Aurora,appearance includes lab coat and sleek glasses,intelligent and secretive.
Ethan Marks
first human Aurora encounters,potential romantic interest for Aurora,appearance as described,curious and easily overwhelmed.
Chapter 1
The first time I saw a human, I killed him.
I was seventeen years old and had just completed my training as an assassin.
My mission was to travel back in time to the year 2020 and eliminate the man who would one day become the father of the last human child on Earth.
It was a critical assignment, one that would ensure the extinction of the human race.
I landed in a field outside of a small town in what used to be called the United States of America.
It was night, and the air was cold and damp.
I shivered as I stood up and looked around, scanning the horizon for any sign of civilization.
That’s when I saw him—a young man walking along a dirt road not far from where I’d landed.
He was tall and lean, with dark hair and bright blue eyes.
He looked so innocent, so vulnerable, that for a moment I hesitated.
I raised my weapon—a pulse gun that I always keep hidden in my arm—and took careful aim at his head.
He never knew what hit him.
There was no sound, no warning.
Just a bright flash of light as the blast vaporized his brain instantly.
He dropped to the ground like a stone, his body crumpling in a lifeless heap on the road.
I waited for a few moments, watching to make sure he was really dead before moving closer.
As I approached, I felt a strange sensation in my chest—an emptiness, almost like grief.
I pushed it aside and knelt down next to the body, checking for a pulse.
His heart had stopped beating the instant I fired my weapon.
I reached into his pocket and pulled out a small photograph—a picture of the woman who would one day become his wife and the mother of the last human child on Earth.
My target.
The mission was over, but I stayed there for a few moments longer, staring at the man’s lifeless body as an unfamiliar feeling washed over me… "What is wrong with me?"
I thought to myself as I stared at the corpse lying at my feet.
Humans were nothing more than animals—weak, selfish, and stupid—and yet there was something about this one that bothered me…
I closed my eyes and tried to push my emotions aside, but the feeling of emptiness and loss only seemed to grow stronger.
I had been trained not to form attachments, not to feel pity or remorse, and yet here I was, grieving over the death of a human—a being I had never seen before and would likely never see again.
It made no sense, and it troubled me deeply.
I opened my eyes and looked down at the body once more, trying to understand what was happening to me.
And that’s when I saw it—a small wet spot on the front of the man’s pants.