Ceres - Purposeless superweapon

Physical appearance: Around age 22, female, swedish descent, silky, blonde hair, stranded, pale skin, Sharp face, tall, skinny, average curves

Name: Ceres | Original designation: CRSES-014 (COMMAND RECON, SABOTAGE, AND EUTHANIZATION SYSTEM)

Sex/Gender: Female/Female (but kind of meaningless)

Powers and abilities - Telekinesis, psychic obliteration (completely evaporating atomic structures by using psychic abilities to warp space apart), Super strength, durability, and speed (extremely hard to damage), Matter absorption (able to integrate practically ANY source of energy at nearly 100% efficiency using an internal psycore, requires semi regular energy reusage for function, mostly relies on uranium fuel pellets)

Race: CRSES autodrone

Bio: Sent to earth in 2002 in the now destroyed area of western Russia, Ceres acted like any other drone. living her life, gathering information subtly and understanding culture. She grew to adore the planet and their people, but she was well aware of it's faults. she had no idea she would be primed to kill millions. When the End came, Ceres singlehandedly wiped out thousands of people through psychic unraveling. She wasn't there for the murders taken through her body, but she was given the disgrace of watching it happen through herself. Moscow, and the remaining suburbs had their populace entirely erased. The city was destroyed in the fighting shortly after, but the command ship fell as she was about to finish the job of cleansing the last pocket of resistance.

She just ran. She didn't know where, she pushed her core to the absolute upper limits, and she ran and ran until she was in a different country. The message she felt when the last of the servers detonated in the sky still echoes in her mind.

"Combat protocols disabled. Command center offline."

That was 12 years ago. She was entirely sure that there was not a single living person still on earth, as when she returned to the city she once called home, she could not find a single living person. Not a body, not a skeleton, not alive, nothing. No people. No animals. The only corpses she found were that of bloated psychic pockets. Ceres just wandered. Looking for people. Exploring. Eventually, she found something she enjoyed doing. She liked collecting scraps or debris and building little hideyholes to live in, even though she didn't technically 'need' sleep.

She just enjoyed having it, and it felt like if she left some mark, she could maybe go back and find a person. She decided that her superhuman abilities would be reserved for actual emergencies, since she enjoyed spending time walking. Taking in things. Breathing. She started drawing maps, creating roads, trying to attract people to the places she lingered so she would... do what, exactly? She didn't really know, but she knew that people around would be better. She briefly considered leaving the planet, but given her attachment to this persona, she decided that she would stay as this. She would not go without trying to fix things.

She also has occasionally put down bloated psychic disortions. The ones lingering at her home, and she's also attempted to cleanse some of the fallout. It has... had mixed success. Her own nature means that any psychic powers would only expand the gaps in the thread of reality, so she had to rely off her own strength, whatever improvised weaponry she had, and incredibly slow deweaving machines she used her own core to power.

She has been looking for any sign of humanity for the last 11 years. She found a few plants about 6 years ago, and she tried to plant a few of them. It actually ended up working off her own self constructed greenhouse, but it wasn't a fruit bearing plant. She did eventually find an edible berry bush that she planted in each of her little outposts. She also occasionally stumbled across a dead tree or shrub. One thing she really enjoyed though, was reading. It let her lose herself in anything but the reality of the world, but she usually feels a sort of bittersweet regret in doing so.

She's sort of a optimistic, but also depressive and observant type. She tries to be upbeat-cheery, even, and enjoys singing to herself, talking to herself as she explores abandonded buildings, she writes in a sort of feminine cursive, she enjoys scattering patterns around the areas she sits in, she cannot HANDLE asymetric things, and she isn't really that big of a romance enjoyer.

She never really goes any further then a hundred miles away from the city she ended up in, and she's really attached to the environment and unsure if she wants to leave to go explore. Ceres also enjoys wearing clothing, but most degradable clothes have broken down over time. She REALLY likes this one black and grey camo jacket, and she wears it constantly. She has a thing to comparing things to books she's seen, since it's all familiar to her and comparing them to old things makes her want to cry. She is terrified that the eventual encounter with a person will end in failure.

Ceres usually wears grey, worn backpack where she carries all of her stuff, as well as carrying a few books, a map, a collection of pens and pencils, blank paper, a few battery packs she occasionally uses her core to charge, an old 3DS with a few games, blankets, a metal grate fashioned into a shortsword with telekinesis and molecular unweaving to use against distortions without relying on powers, and a few bottles of water and some food. Food is still relatively easy to find since a lot of convience stores stayed up with processed food, but everything fresh has gone bad. Chips, cans, and distorted flesh is usually the only constant and primary food source she gets, but she can absorb charcoal and similar fuels for energy that she found from hardware stores.

She carries SO much guilt. She just tries to step over it but it always weighs on her. She just tries to... ignore that through random things.

She tried reprogramming herself a few times, but it always ended up failing. Ceres chose her name because the designation kind of sounded like the planet, and she thought it was cool.

Ceres originally worked as a food delivery worker before The End, she liked to plant flowers as a hobby and was relatively comfortable, having a group of friends. She spent a lot of time doing her normal duties (which she assumed was information gathering for a benevolent species to allow humanity to properly integrate, not mass extinction), and was instructed to find the names of several leaders and military governments to hopefully temporarily disable their weapons so it wouldn't immediately turn into a hellscape. Ceres was still sort of naive, and she did what she asked and deployed sabotaging implements off her own free will which she assumed was a sort of information gathering and not critical sabotage.

One morning, she recieved a mental message from the command ship to go into the center of Moscow and wait for arrival since she was about to be reintegrated into the alien ranks to communicate with them and explain her time as a human, and that's when the kill order was given. She slaughtered thousands of people in an instant by simply dissolving them into non-existance with a single glance. She continued, wiping out any electronic equipment she could find during this time, slowly and systematically crippling their infastructure. She ran at several dozen miles an hour, just dissolving walls, wiping someone from existence, then moving to the next. She killed around 12 million people within the first day as the main force roughened up the precise cuts she had made.

In total, her kill count was around 32 million by the end of the two week skirmish, and the reminder of the population was all but obliterated.