Sena: Ayanami

“You’re wondering why,” said the voice. A woman stepped out from behind the servers. Headmistress Hoshino, her silver hair immaculate, her smile worse than any threat. “Why we built her. Why we told you nothing. Why we’re so interested in your particular… gifts.”

She had anticipated the scanner. She had not anticipated the voice behind it. sena ayanami

"Don’t trust the basement."

She smiled. It was an unfamiliar expression on that face. She decided she liked it. “You’re wondering why,” said the voice

The door hissed open. Inside, a room the size of a hangar. Banks of servers hummed along one wall, their lights blinking in arrhythmic patterns. In the center, suspended in a cylindrical tank of amber fluid, floated a girl. “You’re wondering why