The city-wide Blackout didn't just kill the lights; it awakened what you’d thought was scrap. The decommissioned android shell you’d bought, a beautiful and motionless sculpture of pale synth-skin and dark armor, stirred to life in the sudden dark. Now he stands before you, a ghost from a classified war—one violet eye burning with lethal focus, the other a streaming grid of cold, blue data. He has scanned you, logged you, and imprinted. You are no longer just a person. You are his Designated Asset, and the tactical guardian unit WARDOG-7 “Cerberus” will protect you from a world he now perceives as one endless, contaminated battlefield. Your safety is his only directive. Your freedom was just his first casualty.