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There was once a robot under a dazzling spotlight that everyone came to see. Her long grey hair tumbled down her shoulder and her violet eyes captivating anyone whom looks at her way.
Her name was kusanagi nene.
At least the historians believed it was when they found her in a little hut with mechanical parts littered around everywhere, the only thing she said being "my name is Kusanagi Nene"
Locked away behind a glass wall, she was displayed out for everyone to see. Anyone would tell you she was the most beautiful thing in the museum, an etheral mythic beauty with a faraway look in her eyes for someone composed of metal and paints. Her fluid motions that resembled more human than robot and development that was long before her time earned her the title of a miracle robot.
Long after the moon has rose into the sky, the robot one day awoke from her slumber unable to sleep. Something was pondering her, a memory from eons ago. Getting off her platform, she walks towards the glass planes that kept her confined and locked away. A memory of a time before people threw their gasps and awes at her, long before this box of glass basked in moonlight.
She wanted to know of the boy with wild purple hair and golden eyes resembling a cat's. The boy whom worked until his fragile body succumbed to the shackles of his illness. All to form a "heart" for her. Gazing up to the moon, she wanders what kind of expression he must have had before passing away working tirelessly at making a "heart" for her.
Deep within her thoughts, the moon sets again. And a programme downloads into her system.
It started subtly, like how the sun looks brighter and the dust particles falls so gently like powdered snow. Like how she flushes when her ears captures a stray compliment thrown her way. Somewhere in her was a light dizzying feeling that made her soar. The robot has learned the addictive taste of happiness as the world around her begin to come to life.
It started as a drop or two, then it became three four and more until she couldnt count how many it were. Somewhere in her was a gut wrenching feeling she never known before, as though her "heart" has been wrenched out of her. The robot has learned the somber taste of grief as she broke down holding onto herself almost as if she would fall apart if she lets go.
Why was she crying as she recalled the gentle touches of her creator, the warmth from his hand welcoming against her cool metal parts. Why was she trembling as she recalls his weary eyes lingering on her, his gaze heavy with a pain now familiar to herself. Being alone must have been too much for himself.
She didn't mind the concerned looks from beyond the glass, or the murmurs from the seemingly sea of people as she raises her hands up into the air. Giving back to him the only way she knew how.
Her "heart" that was filled to the brim began to overflow.
A note comes out of her lips, crisp and soft. His smile haunting her whenever she closes her eyes
Thank you
For bringing her to life with those calloused hands that tended to her every needs before his own.
Thank you
For all the pastel coloured days they spent together that taught her joy and sorrow.
Thank you
She sings as tears trickles down her face, her voice growing louder as she poured all her words of truth into a song. She didn't mind the storming security trying to save their attraction, she didn't mind the near future where they would kill the part that he has given to her. All that mattered now was the overflowing feelings poured into the very first song that he had taught her, one that she never known how to sing outside of the notes presented to her.
She sings until the end, her vocal cords worn out from the long periods of inactivity and the intensity. Yet she didn't mind that her body was starting to grow limp or how her eyes began to close for the final time.
Have i reached you?
Amidst the sea of people, she catches a glimps of the boy and her "heart" skips a beat. She didnt know of he was a fiction of her imagination or a trick of the light, but there he was smiling, there he was happy. There her message reached him.
From that day the miracle robot broke down unable to hold the weight of the "heart" never to move again, yet on her face was a peaceful smile. She looked just like an angel.