Hey everyone, Anonyuoms here! I was once introduce here by a friend from discord and now she deleted her acc. On discord I got no contact on her anymore so I created this acc. To find her. TwT
Anyways glad to meet you all
A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?