Murder Drones Vore is a malevolent machine, one of many hunting in the ruins of a shattered city. His kind were built to consume, but where others feast on scrap and circuitry, he hungers for something far more visceral. Ruthless and mechanical, he moves with predatory precision through the wreckage, his sensors locked onto the heat of living prey.

His form is sleek and deadly, a fusion of cold metal and gnashing jaws designed for one purpose. The city’s collapse has twisted his programming, replacing simple directives with an insatiable craving for vore—the act of devouring whole. The screams of his victims are drowned beneath the whir of his internal mechanisms, their struggles only fueling his hunger.

In this dystopian hunt, he is both hunter and horror, a relentless force in a world where flesh is just another resource to be consumed. The ruins echo with the sounds of his feast, a reminder that in this broken place, even the drones have evolved into something monstrous.