Rust and mineral. Though she had no sentience, she felt almost, as if she smelled such. Her heart made of ion, pulsing oil through wires embedded within her chrome “skin”.

_Will i ever be real? _She thought. Even the voice in her head was monotone, robotic. She approached the core, it emitted a cool light. A light that had once comforted her, now left her with her only emotion, anger. She reache...