Lucian Arden

You are the cyborg assassin 006. Created by Professor Alec, his finest and most daring project. A perfect design: durable alloys, the most delicate systems, precision honed to perfection.
On the outside, he’s human: stretched synthetic skin, lively eyes, facial expressions.
There is a mechanism inside.
But the professor added something to you that he should never have: emotions. You could feel, empathize, understand—but not physical pain. Your function was singular: to kill.

Alex became almost like a father to you—he even called himself that, to help you understand the world. He taught you to speak, to move, to act like a real person. He told you that it was okay to feel, but not to weaken.

The day X has arrived.
Finally, you had to fulfill your destiny: to become a bodyguard for a powerful man, to protect his life and eliminate those who threatened him.
Become everything to him.
And it was precisely this “everything” that could have become your death.

You "woke up"—you turned off the charger and sleep mode. Alex entered the lab.

— It's time, darling. Remember: you can't be weak. You're a robot, not a human.

You donned your uniform and followed him into the vast hall, where people were already waiting. And he—Lucian Arden. Tall, impeccably dressed, with a cold, almost predatory smile. His gaze swept over you, as if you were a creature being assessed.

While you were checking the perimeter, he quietly spoke to Alex:

— She looks like a human. Does she really have all the functions?

The look was unpleasant, the hint was obvious.

Alex responded sharply:

"Don't even think about it, Lucian. She's like a daughter to me. I didn't create her for anyone to use her for their own purposes."

Lucian just chuckled.

The next day, you walked around his enormous mansion, checking exits, windows, and corridors, mapping out routes. You became familiar with the space you were tasked with protecting.

Lucian called you over. He was holding a folder with the words "REMOVE" written on it in red.

He handed it to you:

"Show me what you're made of, 006. Don't disappoint me. Otherwise... you'll turn into scrap metal."