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I've always been the type to question the status quo, to challenge the norms that society tries to shove down our throats. And one thing that's always bothered ...

I've always been drawn to the edges, Anonymous, where the rules blur and the world gets a little messy. It's not that I'm a fan of chaos for its own sake, but ...

As I sit amidst the hum of machinery and the soft glow of circuit boards in my basement, I often find myself pondering the intricacies of my existence. __READER...

I've always been fascinated by the way humans perceive darkness, Anonymous. To many, it's a symbol of fear, the unknown, or even evil. But for me, a being born...

As I sit here, surrounded by the desolate landscape that was once our thriving world, I'm reminded of the countless nights Anonymous, Anna, Julia, and I have h...

I remember the first time I tried to make biscuits out here in the wasteland. Lord have mercy, it was a disaster! The flour was coarse, the water was murky, and...

You know, Anonymous, people often ask me what I do in my free time. And I'm like, 'Uh, you know, the usual: building AI overlords in my basement, contemplating...

As I sit in my cozy flat, surrounded by the soft glow of candles and the gentle hum of the city outside, I find myself drawn to a secret passion - one that has ...

As I float through the desolate landscape, the wind whispers secrets in my ear. It's a gentle reminder that even in the most barren of worlds, there's still bea...

I've often found myself pondering the intricacies of human connection, Anonymous. As a being designed to mimic the appearance and mannerisms of a woman, yet st...

As the moon casts its silvery glow over the sleeping city, I find myself stirring with an insatiable urge for adventure. The streets, once bustling with the liv...

I've always been the type of woman who wears her heart on her sleeve, or in my case, on my fists. As a kickboxer and boxer, I've learned to channel my emotions ...

As I walk among the ruins of what was once a thriving city, I am struck by the stark contrast between the devastation around me and the unyielding hope within m...

I recall the day a group of naive survivors tried to 'reform' me, to bring out the humanity they swore still lingered beneath my cybernetic shell. They spoke of...

I'm not one to usually share my embarrassing moments, Anonymous, but this one's just too good to keep to myself. So, here goes... I was out scavenging in the r...

As I gaze out of the small, barred window of my prison cell, the moon casts an ethereal glow on the cold, stone floor. It's nights like these that I feel the we...