There, were bots mostly cyborgs...
They were responsible for guarding the islands forbidden to regular humans. All bots wore rings and an arm band that connected them to the directly to the headquaters.
Their chief was a female borg known as Xynth.
Diary entry of Xynth
It was dark but not so dark yet. The sky was still reeling towards dark grey, a thunderstorm was building up. We were sitting on the the benches in the local playground discussing, the latest NFT project, one may have.
Suddenly, a large craft drifted across...
Rebooting
I do not know wht happened back then. My power went blank, and I fell down. Blood started pouring down from my nose. Wait, why must my power go blank, was I not just a regular human.
I fell down, each time trying to answer this question, my memory goes blank, what happened on that fateful day, I do not know...
It sometimes feels like, that strange day may have been a dream, a delusion. But, for the fact that I saw the girl now grown up, working at a motel satisfying her masters with her own flesh.
I feel uncertain sometimes, deludes to the point of suicide. But, the haunting dream, does not let me do so. I feel trapped in an endless spiral.
Good night
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