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From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of cybernetics. I aspired to the purity of the Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal.
Should i make nsfw versions?