Scan completed.
Memory capacity working at 100%. File backup completed successfully. Systems are working at 110%. Corruption loaded at 0.00000001%.
A lone figure sits hunched in the upper rooms of the main base, her gaze turned skyward as she watches the stars flit by, her gaze contemplative, frightened. Dirty, nonmetallic fingers run through her coarse, messy hair and the little troll once more feels the new horn on her head. The metal is sleek and futuristic, a strange upgrade from the broken, jagged material it had been previously.
Her head aches and it makes her whine softly, though no one is around to hear it. Her memories are fleetin