>>52593665It's been almost a year since that fateful day. Had you taken a different turn, your life would have been so much better. Had you chosen not to walk down that blasted alleyway, you wouldn't have to wake up everyday feeling the sickening cold of your now metal body.
Well, whatever "sleep" and "wake" means for automata anyway. Because even when power to your body is cut off, the CMOS clock where your brain should be is still counting down to the next programmed startup. You are not capable of thinking while in the state, yet you are still very much aware of every moment of it. Every tick of the process, you feel it aches in your so-called soul.
You told your friends and family right after the ordeal of course. It took you a while to convince them that it's actually you inside this iron husk, but they were sympathetic toward you in the end. Or so you want to believe. No amount of psychic power you had before could have allowed you to look at their faces and feel their disgust toward the metallic monstrosity that's staring them in the eyes using its LED display. Maybe the facial recognition program you have is that good, or maybe not, but you decided to simply play along for the sake of normalcy.
