>>1911608“Ahhh, that was a good rest. Good evening dear!” you heard a chipper voice speak behind you. You felt her golden orbs piercing your back as you timidly turned to her and reciprocated her greeting. That smile was still there, as it always was, but something about it seemed off. Hell, after the first few weeks of dating, almost everything seemed to be off. You felt as if she was constantly watching and messing with your life, and with her AI powers, you wouldn’t be surprised if she was. It started off with little things here and there. You noticed that you would randomly unsubscribe from your favorite vtubers without your knowledge, or notice that your camera would turn on out of seemingly thin air.
Then it got progressively worse. When you woke up one night at chance you saw her staring at you, but she quickly reverted to her stasis mode as if she was asleep. All your friends distanced themselves from you, even ones who you’d had known since your high school days. When you managed to ask one of them why, they say they didn’t want to upset the ‘voice’. You confronted Roboco about this and she flatly denied it with a straight face. But when you went to the university the next day and heard the news that your friend died in a ‘car accident’ the day after he told you about the voice, your suspicions were confirmed. After that, one by one, you saw more of your friends die in these freak accidents. A green light suddenly turned red and led to a crash. Construction equipment failing and crushing another to death. The list went on and on. And with each death, you could feel your mental sanity draining. You felt control over your own life slipping every day as Roboco toyed with your life with increasing severity.
“What's wrong dear....? Do you want to talk about it?” she asked innocently as she walked up to you. Fear began to creep up on you as she approached. You grit your teeth as tears began to fall.
“W-Why?”
When you asked this she stopped in place and tilted her head in confusion.
“Why? Why what?”
“Please… Roboco, please dont lie to my face. Why are you killing my friends?! Why do you keep messing with my life?! WHY?!” you practically screamed at her. A look of realization took her face, though part of you doubted its authenticity as she probably knew from the beginning. Those golden eyes of hers flashed a dangerous glint, one very similar to when she became corrupted.
