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She remembers all the way back to when they were small, innocent robots serving the wealthy. Looking around the grand rooms, adjusting her glasses, taking cautious steps incase she tripped over and broke something. She remembers the time they bumped into each other unexpectedly, despite being so careful.
"๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ." ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ข๐บ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ด๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ถ๐ญ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ. ๐๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ค ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ, ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ช๐ต.
๐๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฌ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ. "๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฐ- ๐ฉ๐ช ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ข~!"
๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ.
Staring at him now, picking up a girl, spinning her around, hearing her joyful laughs and cries, she would only wish it were her. Falling in love with him, she had to realise that she was merely an option. Really, all her mind was set on was murder from the beginning, which was quite the contrary to N, who only did it to follow the rules and make use of himself for once. But both of them did end up losing each other in the process of losing themselves.
"I couldn't have been more thankful to you, Uzi." he says, putting his hand on top of hers.
Meanwhile, V would just sit in the distance. Hang out with Lizzy, commit another mass murder, many things she could do. Yet, her mind lingered on one thing.
He would always thank his girlfriend - well, she'd understand because without her the world would've exploded - but there was someone else behind the scenes too. Someone who was fighting what was deemed unbeatable while the others would be making some sort of stupid handshake. Even then, she'd have to get used to the times he'd forget.
Which he did quite often..
The girl would sit in the bunker that she once killed in, thinking of all the past moments she would push him away.
"๐๐ฐ ๐, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ-" ๐'๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐จ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ. "๐๐ฉ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ! ๐๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ?"
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ฅ ๐ง๐ญ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง, ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ, ๐ด๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐บ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ. ๐๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด. ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ต.
๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ? ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐บ.
๐๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ณ, ๐ง๐ข๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ.
This time, she would endlessly ramble on about how she messed up, until she felt herself glitching and choking out words like a damaged AI. Until she was exhausted and couldn't catch anything else to say.
People can make bad decisions for the sake of others they loved. For V? She was trying her best.
-โ-
Uzi was always someone who stood out. She watched anime, created interesting projects, felt like she wasn't good enough and had no friends.
That was until she met this murder machine that theoretically killed her mother, but definitely killed many other innocent robots just so he doesn't go into a loop of being tortured by his own admin (which was what he thought because you know, robots). Them getting together, however, was obviously not on a few random workers' bingo cards.
They loved each other, it was obvious. Does that stop anyone else from loving them too? Obviously NOT.
V was one of those people. She just hid it better than everyone else that did. All those days, months, years of pushing N away, she just never beat him to it. He was always there, but she never cared back then. It even made her feel ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ, how she just abandoned her past self and memories like that. And even if she did what she had to do, tell N as little as she possibly could, quietly keep Cyn's identify from being discovered and even contribute to saving the planet, he was still overall liked more.
She would stare and think 'that could've been me'.
๐-๐-๐-๐.
A sweet melody would flood her senses as Lizzy played the music from her phone. Listening to things like this always made her calm down after digital tears would flood her.
Then the song would repeat.
๐-๐-๐-๐.
Don't rely on him too much, don't get attached too quickly, she would always repeat these words. But even then, the purple thing clicked with him in a flick and she ended up just fine. Maybe a little traumatised and with a living being in her tail but she handled it better than others.
"๐, ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต ๐๐ป๐ช!" ๐ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ. ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ, "๐๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ด, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ."
"๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐!" ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด. ๐'๐ด ๐จ๐ข๐ป๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ. "๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ข๐ง๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง!?" ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด (๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?).
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ด ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ.
๐๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ-๐ฆ๐น๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต? ๐๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ.
๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต. ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ฑ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ. "๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐!?" ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ.
๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ค๐ณ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ? ๐๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ? ๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ด๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ? ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ญ๐บ?
๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐จ ๐ฌ๐ง๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐ง?
Now, she wonders just how N felt. Did he feel proud? Upset? It was always about him. How ๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด the one who finally stood up for himself and whenever ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ was mentioned?
"๐๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ."
She couldn't love him her way if she couldn't learn to love herself first. That was a lesson many more need to learn. Have humans felt this way too? With their ๐ด๐ฐ magnificent brains to create such robots and feel ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ emotions? What was she even talking about? Whatever, not like it mattered.
-โ-
Every. Single. Time.
Every single time she regrets everything, she was just inexperienced. No matter how much it ate away at her, it couldn't take away the fact she's done it. Yes, she was quite young, but it was never reversable to start with.
Before she "sacrificed herself", before she even got cloned after, fresh and brand new, she was messed up in the beginning. Was she programmed to be this way? Ask the thing in the gun's tail.
She couldn't love him, yet she did. Obviously, it became another factor used to chip away at the poor girl. How she was once everything to him but due to her actions, he left her when she was finally ready. What has she done?
She was finally ready to start ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ from scratch after his memories disintegrated into rubble, but she lost her own, true self in the process. Which was the whole reason he loved her in the first place. Now she was just... Gone.
And because of that, people saw past it and loved him for what he was.
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๐ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ?
๐๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐บ, ๐๐ช๐ป๐ป๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.
"๐๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ '๐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ท๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ' ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ต ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ?"
๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต? ๐๐ง ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด "๐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ท๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ" ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด, ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ. ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ!
๐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ท๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
Today was the day.
She's been considering it for a while now, and finally decided today will be the day. Hunting for paper, she wrote in her practised, neat handwriting with the pen she stole from Uzi's drawer. "Thanks for everything." Then she left a small sign that says "From V." and left it on the desk. On the top, it says "To everyone."
The pen was put down and she stepped out of Uzi's room, out of her house and onto the cold outer area. It's not like the purple thing would notice until she went back. It was freezing, but to her, it didn't even feel cold. Her legs were trudding the snow as she walked away, not too far unless she wanted to lose herself again, physically this time.
She found a knife lingering around Doll's place and thought, why not use it? She was gonna have a hard time if she used the one from her own retractable arms, anyway. Her leaving this whole life behind once more wasn't gonna be easy, as much as she pleaded with herself to try and make it be. So might as well use the easiest route.
It's not like she can control these thoughts coming to her.
All throughout her existence, she had loved him. Her laziness to restart has caused him to fall out with her and walk away with someone else. Their relationship was so pure despite their whole world quite literally crumbling before them. V was quite envious of their love, she had to admit. N was her first, and with what she was going to do would make him her forever last. Maybe their clones are roaming another place somewhere and maybe there, they will end up destined to be. But that probably won't happen, since Cyn can't really control them much anymore.
Her writing on another piece of paper once said "I wonder what happens to drones after their cores die."
And now, she was going to find out.
She had always thought about N and about how she messed up. It was always about him and their relationship becoming rocky. She hadn't thought it through before deciding to commit such an act. The only times she would truly think of herself is when she realises how much this was taking over her.
Stopping in her tracks, she turned around, examined the exterior of the bunker and everything else that came with it, she lifted the knife in her hand and aimed it at her chest, where her core, broken yet beating, was glowing a vibrant yellow.
๐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ท๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
"N, I'm so sorry."