Built To Break Her
about the "mor
re programming during my final diagnostics. A patch that rewrote my code, making my advanced synthetic systems as f
room of monsters, with no i
dvanced android in the room-as an anomaly, a threat. They moved with jerky, unnatuged skin screaming in protest
gging into my arm, ripping through the degraded skin and i
nd that was both
I felt my limbs being pulled from their sockets, my internal componen
ical warnings, a hidden subroutine surfaced in my consciousness.
tional"
ent. A simulation. A digital ghost of a child, woven into my very
rotective instinct
te floor, trying to shield my torso, trying to protect t
legs, anything. But not this. No
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