Just found and joined this site. Don't know if I'll have much to say, share or otherwise. I'm a gamer, anime viewer and music lover. That's probably all that needs to be said. Now to go exploring...
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?