Space pirates

"This is really some cliché anime first encounter. Let me guess, they start firing whatever they use to kill with when they see me."

[SYSTEM]

Host is a 4,280-foot meteor roaming space.

"...Good point," Carter muttered, rolling his nonexistent eyes.

He watched as the spacecraft flew closer, gliding directly toward him. His pulse quickened—well, if he had a pulse. The sleek white ship hovered for a moment before landing gently on his surface. Carter tensed. "Uh, System? I thought you said they wouldn't ATTACK me?"

[SYSTEM]

It is very unlikely. The host is most likely going to be mined as a resource.

"Wait... Mined?" Carter's unease turned into a rush of panic. He imagined drills digging into his rocky form, stripping him down like he was some kind of celestial ore. "Oh, hell no!"

Suddenly, a group of small robotic drones deployed from the ship, their mechanical arms extending as they scanned his surface. One of them buzzed over him, looking far too eager to start extracting whatever materials it could find.

"System, what do I do? I can't just let them drill me apart!"

[SYSTEM]

The host can use gravity control to crush the ship or allow them to mine for strategic purposes.

Carter hesitated, he was visibly uneased. "Strategic purposes? I'm not letting them turn me into space debris!"

The spaceship's doors hissed open and out hopped an alien creature—four muscular arms, each gripping a tool, its dark suit glinting under the ship's lights. The emblem on its chest, an eerie skull over an X, gleamed ominously. Three more aliens followed, all moving with a precision that sent a bit of rage running through Carter. They weren't here to mess around.

His thoughts raced. "So, what's the strategic plan here, System? It's taking everything I have not to turn these guys into ketchup stains."

[SYSTEM]

The host can track all parts of his body, suggesting the host should allow them to mine portions of your mass, track where they take it... then collide into their planet.

Carter blinked—or would have if he could. "You want me to let them take chunks out of me?" He hesitated, then grinned. "I guess... that's actually pretty smart. They won't know what hit them..... literally!."